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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. 



