The History of Henry Milner (Volume 1-2); A Little Boy Who Was Not Brought Up According to the Fashions of This World (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1823. Excerpt: ... he said, in such a tone as Henry could not but hear, " What was that you were saying just now?--I am at liberty to hear you now." The two young men, as they would perhaps have called themselves, or great boys, as some others might be disposed to consider them, took several turns up and down the hall, arm in arm, and in close confabulation. Henry for a moment almost repented of having gone so far with Marten; and then again he thought that he had only attempted to do what was right, and if he had not succeeded, it was not his fault. He therefore resolved not to make himself uneasy, but to give his mind to his book, which was no other than the History of Robinson Crusoe. Marten's spirit kept him up till dinner time, and carried him through the school hours in the afternoon, but, immediately before supper, whilst passing from the school-room to the hall, Henry felt some one slip his arm through his, and turning to look, he saw his friend Marten, who said, "Well, Henry, how do you like these rainy days?" "I happen to like the rain to-day," replied Henry, " because I have just met with my did friend Robinson Crusoe." As they entered the hall, Marten led towards a deep recess in one of the windows, and there seating himself, " Now Master Milner, tell me," he said, "why you don't think me a gentleman 1"--and the young man smiled as he asked the question, with a blended expression of humility and gentleness, which added a new lustre to his countenance. "Shall I be plain with you, Marten?" asked Henry. "Yes," saict Marten. "And you will not be offended again?" "Not if I can help it," replied the other. "Then I will be sincere," said Henry, and he stated to his friend, without farther preamble, all those thoughts respecting him which had occupied his thoughts in th...