"I know that, sir; that is what I am trying to fit myself
for."

"You do not need so much fitting -- you will fit yourself
better there. I would get away to de Université. You will go
up -- I see it in your face -- you will go up, like you go up
these rocks; it is pretty steep, but you know, vere one person
cannot stand, anozer will mount. And what will you do wiz
yourself when you get to de top?"

"I don't know yet, sir," Winthrop said laughing.

"It is just so goot not to know," said Mr. Herder. "What thing
a man may wish to make himself, no matter what, he should fit
himself for some ozer thing. Or else, he may be just one thing
-- he might be poet, or mathématicien, or musicien maybe, -- and
not be a whole _man_. You understand?"

"Very well, sir."

"I did not know no more what I would be, when I first went to
de Université of Halle I have been to seven Universités."

Winthrop looked at him, as if to see whether he were cased in
sevenfold learning.

"I am not so very wise, neizer," he said laughing. "And now I
am in de eight Université -- in Mannahatta -- and if you will
come dere I will be very glad to see you."