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ET. 7.) AUTOBIOGRAPHY. 7 
There was a year or two of early boyhood in which I 
was sent to a small “ select”’ or private school, taught 
at Sauquoit, by the son of the pastor of the parish; 
a year or two following, in which I was in my maternal 
grandfather’s family, near by, as a sort of office-boy ; 
and at the age of twelve, or near it, I was sent off to 
the Clinton Grammar School, nine miles away, where 
I was drilled after a fashion in the rudiments of Latin 
he jumped up and ran, I suppose wishing me in Halifax. I felt 
sorry for him and would have been willing to divide with him if he 
had not crowed over me so. I ran nearly all the way home — a good 
mile — with my epee ik _ great haste to have some one tell me the 
best way to invest my m . Iwas told to go another three quarters 
of a mile to Stephen arses s car spend it for calico, piece it up, to 
keep forever. I could get only one yard for my two-shilling piece, not 
nearly as good as can be ngeite now for three cents a yard. Nota 
that district, but as years passed on I often heard of his rising fame 
with pleasure. If Eli Avery were living he would have been his best 
biographer in this place. 
The time has flown so fast since all this transpired, it seems as if 
his tears had hardly dried before my grandchildren were studying his 
ace 
ars ago the 9th day of September, when the doctor was 
visitng i in Song he called here and remarked, in his smiling way, 
4 all over feeling badly about that.” LI said, ‘‘ And 
well you may oe you have received so many honors since then.”’ 
Your loving friend, 
Harriet Rogers. 
A neighbor who survived to a great age also told a story of Dr. 
Gray’s boyhood, which he said he had from Dr. Gray’s father :— 
One day he had been set to hoe a certain amount of corn, and his 
eae found him reading instead of at his work. He gave him his 
ice, to finish his task and then read comfortably, or to sit there in 
dhs field all day in the hot sun, which one knows is no pleasant thing 
in August, and read. He chose the reading, and his father said then, 
“T made up my mind he might make something of a scholar, but he 
would neyer make a farmer!” And so his farther education was de- 
cided, 
