Mr. Barlow’s young pupils were gradually taught many interesting and useful facts about natural history.  They learned to cultivate their powers of observation also by studying the heavens.  From a study of the stars their tutor drew them on to an acquaintance with the compass, the telescope, the magic lantern, the magnet, and the wonders of arithmetic.

The stories of foreign lands were interspersed with others illustrating the habits of society; one for example, told how a certain rich man was cured of the gout, showing how, while most of the diseases of the poor originate in the want of food and necessaries, the rich are generally the victims of their own sloth and intemperance.

“Dear me,” said Tommy on one occasion, “what a number of accidents people are subject to in this world.”

“It is very true,” said Mr. Barlow; “but as that is the case, it is necessary to improve ourselves in every manner, that we may be able to struggle against them.”

Tommy:  Indeed, sir, I begin to believe it is; for when I was younger than I am now, I remember I was always fretful and hurting myself, though I had two or three people constantly to take care of me.  At present I seem quite another thing, I do not mind falling down and hurting myself, or cold, or scarcely anything that happens.

Mr. Barlow:  And which do you prefer—­to be as you are now, or as you were before?

Tommy:  As I am now, a great deal, sir; for then I always had something or another the matter with me.  At present I think I am ten times stronger and healthier than ever I was in my life.

All the same, Tommy found it difficult at first to understand how people who lived in countries where they had to undergo great hardships could be so attached to their own land as to prefer it to any other country in the world.  “I have,” he said, “seen a great many ladies and little misses at our house, and whenever they were talking of the places where they should like to live, I have always heard them say that they hated the country of all things, though they were born and bred there.”

Mr. Barlow:  And yet there are thousands who bear to live in it all their lives, and have no desire to change.  Should you, Harry, like to go to live in some town?

Harry:  Indeed, sir, I should not, for then I must leave everything I love in the world.

Tommy:  And have you ever been in any large town?

Harry:  Once I was in Exeter, but I did not much like it.  The houses seemed to me to stand too thick and close, and then there are little, narrow alleys where the poor live, and the houses are so high that neither light nor air can ever get to them.  And they most of them appeared so dirty and unhealthy that it made my heart ache to look at them.  I went home the next day, and never was better pleased in my life.  When I came to the top of the great hill, from which you have a prospect of our house, I really thought I should have cried with joy.  The fields looked all so pleasant, and the very cattle, when I went about to see them, all seemed glad that I was come home again.