American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1879-10-18

leave you without carrying away som'
character with me-
Have no fears,' said his grand
father, with Il smile. 'Your concei
will comfort you, my boy. The fact is
your good points are SO emphasized by
your sclf-estecm that there is no neeC
for me to spend time enumeratins
them
The very next day Basil went back tc
college. For an hour or two after leav
ing his grandfather he didn't feel quit,
at ease with himself. His amour 1Dropr,
had been wounded, but the hurt soOr
passed off, and Basil could almost laugh
sermon. When he unpacked his trunk
the first glance ut Il cameo set, bought
at Tiffany's for the young lady who had
beaten ut Il rowing match, and Il thirty
dollar fan for another young lady whom
he had allowed to philopene him, with
various other trinkets for possible emer-
gencies, did not produce in our young
hero the usual feeling of satisfaction.
For Il moment he realized that such
triiles as these, combined with certain
h;ob -to,od .nd En;oureop distinctions
made nm tho sum total of his earthly
desires. For his studies as studies he
cared little or nothing. For his studies
us giving him a place among the cul-
trrred and refined he cared a great deal.
Basil Larned was generous to prodi-
gality, and good-natured to the verge of
proiliracv, and as thourhtless in regard
| to anv occr1pation or usefulness in the
future as the professional tramp as to
| what particular hay-loft shall have the
honor of COUGHING his law BODY when
| night comes on A course of pinch, if
| il were to come riobt AWAY. miobt save
| him; but it is ONLY in novels that fathers
| lose their property for the narticnlar
purpose of giving their sons a chance to
make something of themselves. and only
in fiction. too. that fortunes are sent to
those who really deserve them.
Several DAYS passed. and all the STU
dents had returned to college with the
execution of one senior. No word had
been received bv the Faculty, and the
young mans continued absence became
at last n subject of general converse
tion. Gilbert Hazen was fhe first in his
class and a younp man who ALWAYS
minded his own business and who from
first to last. had never been involved in
any of fbe humorous coI,eae scr,nes He
did NOT belono 70 R.s;I,s GOT of cnnv;v;,l
snir;ts and thev rarely met excent when
Rasil souobt him fo, :, tbeologic,I tilt
as he called if. and Mt sucb times was al
ways pleasantly entertained.
One morninc Basil received a letter
from his father INFORMING him that he
had decided TO take one half the spcnd-
ing money which he for the last three
wears had allowed his son. TO helm edu-
cate IA poor relative. This letter Basil
knew had been 1nspired bv his orandfa-
Their, who was anxious to put his course
of pincb into active oneration and the
young mans anger knew no bounds. He
walked the floor and said hard things of
all his relatives, and poor grandfather
was abused worst of all. Then he wrote
several stormy letters, all of which he
lcSufOyeu, anu, 100 excited 10 attend MS
recitation, rushed out of the house in
hope of cooling off a little so that he
might compose the right kind of letter
to his father. 1t was October, and the
earth was arrayed in her loveliest garb.
Basil was honestly fond OF nature, and
almost before he was aware the evil
mood had passed away. He would still
have hundred dollars a month to do
what he pleased with, he told himself,
and by being awfully economical he
might pull through.
A couple of miles from the college
Basil came upon Gilbert Hazen trudging
sturdily across the fields. He was very
pale and looked as if he was just recov-
ering from a serious illness.
"How are you, HazenP'' said Basil,
more heartily than he knew. "Been
sick!
Gilbert nodded his head.
''They'l all be glad to see you'll"
said Basil. "There's been no end of
fuss made about your staying away"
"And am not going back to stay,
now,'' said Gilbert. 81 only want to
see the President few moments.
'Not going back to stay!'' repeated
Basil, in CONSERVATION.
''No,' replied his. companion, "my
father has lost all his money, and have
got to go to work.
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