Several of my Morgeson cousins were present, greeting me with sniffs.

But I was disappointed in Joe Bacon; how young and shabby he looked! He wore a monkey jacket, probably a remnant of his sea-going father's wardrobe.

He had done his best, however, for his hair was greased, and combed to a marble smoothness; its sleekness vexed me, not remembering at that moment the pains I had taken to dress my own hair, for a more ignoble end.
The girls gathered round me, after the class was dismissed; and when Dr.Snell came down from his desk, he said he was glad to see me, and that I must come to his rooms to look over the new books he had received.

Dr.Snell was no exception to the rule that a minister must not be a native among his own people.

His long residence in Surrey had failed to make him appear like one.