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nephew John, who came out at his invitation.(The
Tews, also his nephews, Mrs T, their mother, being sis-
ter to the elder Conworths, had heretofore lived on this very farm,
and I fancy there may be some soreness and grudging lingering
in the minds of the stalwart brothers at John�s superior good
fortune in getting the land.)   To go back to Conworth pere.
It is a marvel that a man can have lived so long in this great
world knowing so exceedingly little ot it as he.  No woman�s
existence has been more completely horizoned by the rim of
tea cup and slop basin.   A kindly, simple hearted man of,
I think, narrow capacity, he, having vegetated rather than li-
ved for nearly eighty years, now manifests symptoms of
intellectual decay. �His wits � God help us � are not so
blunt as they should be � an old man, but honest as the
skin between his brows.� His pleasures and troubles are alike
trivial.     His one hobby is Adam Clarke�s bible; and compa-
ring text with text, especially on the subject of prophecy and
Revelation.   He does this in the simplest, barrenest manner.
Its profitless as milking he-goats into a sieve, as Rabelais
has it.  He will talk to you of the Millenium, defining its
duration, will back Daniel as a prophet in despite of canu-
chism and other Rabbinical objectives; will set innocent little
traps to induce you to read this or that comment on scriptu-
ral texts.  Doubt never seems to have occurred to him, now
can I fancy he has encountered any of the struggles which
beset stronger souls who are in earnest on the awful ques-
tion of existence.     If one were to cry Pshaw upon his
dead Hebrews, to tell him that you believed that no one human
soul would be damned, that the miraculous was the element               
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