THE STRANGER’S GRAVE. 151

 

not a word, not a thought, I verily be-
lieve, of unkindness, was ever cherished.
for a moment by one of us toward the
other.

We left that school. Both went away
from our childhood’s home. We were
separated. After a course of study in
one of the most celebrated colleges in
the country, he determined to spend
two or three years traveling in foreign
lands. He wished to store his mind
with the knowledge he might glean
from the old world, thinking it would
add to his usefulness when he should

return to his native land.