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brother of his own, who was engaged in a 

 mercantile house in London. To him he 

 addressed an appealing letter from Cam- 

 bridge, begging him to get down to North- 

 amptonshire in time to go to Piddington 

 Church next Sunday morning. He de- 

 scribed to his brother the exact position of 

 the pew occupied by the Lynes family, and 

 the seat usually occupied by Miss Caroline 

 Lynes. ' If you love me,' he wrote to his 

 brother, 'find out if my little girl is there, 

 and send me word how she is looking.' 

 Fifty years ago a journey of sixty miles into 

 the country was a very different thing, and 

 much more costly than it is now. Never- 

 theless the delicate mission was faithfully 

 carried out by ' The Druid's ' brother, who 

 reported that the 'little girl' was in her 

 seat and seemed all right, but so devout that 

 she never looked off her book.' Baffled in 

 his attempt to catch a sight of her face, the 

 emissary did his best to give a description of 

 her dress and bonnet. Truth," adds "The 

 Druid's" widow, "compels me to confess 

 that the devotion spoken of in the report 

 was due to the presence in the pew of my 



