give up the hope of Boosy's being made a Christian. Poor Boosy! he has taken care of me ever since I was born.
Mr. Smith. But suppose, my dear boy, that I could put you in a better way of converting Boosy: a safe way to yourself, and a better way for him? Can Boosy read?
Henry. Only a very little, I believe.
Mr. Smith. Then you must learn to read for him.
