Excerpt from Wrayford's Ward, and Other Tales, Vol. 1 of 3 There, and when his strength returned he had been glad to get back to his Cornish home. It had been his father's home before him, and here he could study in peace, with nothing more to disturb him than the wash of the sea against the rocks in the Cove, a hundred feet below him, and not a hundred yards away. His father had died poor, and there did not seem any probability of Abel vvrayford becoming a rich man. He was fond of experiments, and the money which he earned in writing a treatise, or expound ing a theory for the Scientific Register, was sure to be spent in new apparatus, or in following out a new idea - very often a fallacious one, despite his cleverness. Had it not been for his ward, he would have even drifted into debt, after the fashion of such thoughtless, dreamy beings as be all the world over; but she ruled his house and home, and was a practical young woman in her way. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.