questions regarding certain changed hours of certain recitations, and,
having answered, detained the questioner carelessly in general
conversation. The elder became interested--perhaps because it was a
relief to him to talk with such a healthy animal--and, at the
termination of the interview, invited him to call. There grew up
rapidly, binding these two, between whose ages a difference of twenty
years existed, a friendship which was never broken, and which doubtless
affected to an extent the student's ways, for he at least accepted
suggestions as to studies and specialties. This relationship resulted
naturally in transplanting to the mind of the youth some of the fancies
and, possibly, the foibles of the man. One incident will illustrate.

The student, during a summer vacation, had devoted himself largely to
the copying of Macaulay's essays, for, in his teens, one is much
impressed by the rolling sentences of that great writer. Upon his
return Harlson told of his summer not entirely wasted, and expressed
the hope that he might have absorbed some trifle of the writer's style.

The professor of English literature laughed.

"Better have taken Carlyle's 'French Revolution' or any one of half a
dozen books which might be named. Let me tell a little story. Some
time ago a fellow professor of mine was shown by a Swedish servant girl
in his employ a letter she had just written, with the request that he
would correct it. He found nothing to correct. It was a wonderfully
clear bit of epistolary literature. He was surprised, and questioned
the girl. He learned that, though well educated, she knew but little
English, and had sought the dictionary, revising her own letter by
selecting the shortest words to express the idea. Hence the letter's
strength and clearness. Stick to the Saxon closely. Macaulay will