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to prosper ; then followed a long interval of silence, broken 

 one morning by a black-edged letter informing me of my 

 poor cousin's death. He had, it seemed, been mortally 

 wounded in a football match, and after lingering in great 

 pain for many weeks, had died, far away from all his friends 

 and relations. 



Poor W. N. ; it is no foolish sentimentality that causes 

 me to pen these lines, but simply a wish to pay a slight 

 tribute to your dear memory ; and possibly many will read 

 this short retrospect who bear still the same loving remem- 

 brance of you that I do, and who will join with me in the 

 earnest wish that your spirit has fled to that unknown land, 

 " where the wicked cease from troubling, and the weary 

 are at rest." F. M. W. 



