There lived at Aberdare in those days a remarkable man, by the name William Morgan, known locally as “Y Bardd;”  of some literary attainments of spotless character and (best of all), of kindly heart Morgan proved himself a veritable Paul to the little Timothy, taking him by the hand, guiding his studies, and encouraging him in very way.

The gifted lad responded eagerly to these kindly ministrations and became a diligent member of the chapel literary society. Soon we find him attempting original work and, almost at once, success on success rewarded his efforts. At the age of fifteen the collier boy had already won a score of prizes at local eisteddfodau throughout the county. His mentor was overjoyed.