Can no schoolboy, who reads history, understand and explain the feeling which I mean?
By that mail he wrote to his father and mother an account of Russell's death, and he felt that they would guess why the letter was so blurred.
"But," he wrote, "I have some friends still; especially Mr.Rose among the masters, and Monty and Upton among the boys.

Monty you know; he is more like Edwin than any other boy, and I like him very much.

You didn't know Upton, but I am a great deal with him, though he is much older than I am.

He is a fine handsome fellow, and one of the most popular in the school.

I hope you will know him some day." The very next morning Eric received a letter which he at once recognised to be in Upton's handwriting He eagerly tore off the envelope, and read-- "My dearest Eric--I have got bad news to tell you, at least, I feel it to be bad news for me, and I flatter myself that you will feel it to be bad news for you.