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PBESENT TO MRS. FENTON. 69
another of his presents, he had begun to find
pleasure, amusement even, in doing
good.
It may be true, for aught I know, that he felt
more pleasure in giving away the potatoes than
in giving away some other things, from the fact
that he had done more toward procuring them.
The books he had given away were written by
somebody else, and printed and bound by some
body else ; and one of them was hardly his own
to give. But, except that the potatoes were
raised in his father's land, they seemed like his
own; and I have not a doubt that, whether or
not Henry was conscious of
added greatly to his pleasure.
it,
this consideration
I
would not be understood as having the least
hostility to children's amusements ;on the con
trary,
I
would gladly increase their number, and