maintain. His father taught him to look forward to some situation akin
to that in which his own modest competency had been acquired; and to
feel that, in any sphere, culture, self-respect, and prudent self-
control must command influence, and afford the best guarantee for
happiness. In reading this part of Horace's story, as he tells it
himself, one is reminded of Burns's early lines about his father and
himself:--

"My father was a farmer upon the Carrick border,
And carefully he bred me up in decency and order.
He bade me act a manly part, though I had ne'er a farthing,
For without an honest manly heart no man was worth regarding."

The parallel might be still further pursued. "My father," says Gilbert
Burns, "was for some time almost the only companion we had. He
conversed familiarly on all subjects with us as if we had been men,
and was at great pains, while we accompanied him in the labours of the
farm, to lead the conversation to such subjects as might tend to
increase our knowledge, or confirm us in virtuous habits." How closely
this resembles the method adopted with Horace by his father will be
seen hereafter. [Footnote: Compare it, too, with what Horace reports
of "Ofellus the hind, Though no scholar, a sage of exceptional kind,"
in the Second Satire of the Second Book, from line 114 to the end.]

Horace's literary master at Rome was Orbilius Pupillus, a grammarian,
who had carried into his school his martinet habits as an old soldier;
and who, thanks to Horace, has become a name (_plagosus Orbilius_,
Orbilius of the birch) eagerly applied by many a suffering urchin to
modern pedagogues who have resorted to the same material means of
inculcating the beauties of the classics. By this Busby of the period