William Jones

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. On this spring morning at college, he did something which to his friend had all the in terest of rarity. He spoke about himself. To reproduce his words is impossible, as it now is to convey the charms of what he said, his diffident way of raising and lowering his bright brown eyes, of plucking up a grass blade with sinewy fingers, or waving them in a gesture very slight but Very full of meaning.