Helen was not only very fond of her brother, but very proud of him.

That was plain to be seen.

In her opinion, evidently, there was none to be compared with him.
And apparently, in my own mind, I agreed with her--there was none to be compared with him.

At all events, all the other boys that used to call and bring me candy and send me flowers at about this time suffered woefully in comparison with him! I remember that.

So tame they were--so crude and young and unpolished! I saw Jerry myself during the Easter vacation of my second year in college.