like Logan and my grandfather that he gave his full confidence and
delegated his authority; so that Hugh Wynne had become, long before his
death, a person of so much greater condition than the small squires to whom
he had given up his estate, that he was like Joseph in this new land. What
with the indifference come of large means, and disgust for a country where
he had been ill treated, he probably ceased to think of his forefathers'
life in Wales as of a thing either desirable or in any way suited to his
own creed.

Soon the letters, which at first were frequent, that is, coming twice a
year, when the London packet arrived or departed, became rare; and if, on
the death of my great-uncle William, they ceased, or if any passed later
between us and the next holder of Wyncote, I never knew. The Welsh squires
had our homestead, and we our better portion of wealth and freedom in this
new land. And so ended my knowledge of this matter for many a year.

You will readily understand that the rude life of a fox-hunting squire or
the position of a strict Quaker on a but moderate estate in Merionethshire
would have had little to tempt my father. Yet one thing remained with him
awhile as an unchanged inheritance, to which, so far as I remember, he only
once alluded. Indeed, I should never have guessed that he gave the matter a
thought but for that visit of Mr. John Penn, and the way it recurred to me
in later days in connection with an incident concerning the picture and the
blazoned arms.

I think he cared less and less as years went by. In earlier days he may
still have liked to remember that he might have been Wynne of Wyncote; but
this is a mere guess on my part. Pride spiritual is a master passion, and
certain it is that the creed and ways of Fox and Penn became to him, as
years created habits, of an importance far beyond the pride which values