Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1885-08-29

saw him come on the ground, with a frock coat
and chimney pot, and that blessed eyeglass in
his ocular.
Mr.. CoIthurst used a single eyeglass. which
had earned for him the sobriauet of 1.-The An
Gent Mariner" AT first title of ridicue but
one that had grown to be name OF kindness
and respect, for in any matter Of doubt or diffi-
Guilty the Ancient was always appealed to
with confidence. But none Of them had
changed-not one, like the professor When 1T
had been whispered first that professor was
about To join the club, real live professor
skilled in all the olOgies, and prepared to ex-
pyund the game oftenniS scientifically az based
upon Observation-Disclosures tations OF angles a
feeling akin TO CONSERVATION was aroused. And
when, having been duly elected, Professor
Saxsgon, whose very name was calculated to
inspire awe, first came down 10 the club, his
advent was witnessed by an expectant circle.
prepared TO be deeply impressed.
They saw little dark man, bearded and
wearing glasses. whose fannels hung loosely
hopelesSly, ashamed Of himself and his unac,
custOmed garniture. He glanced in u helpless
fashion at them, consciously watching him,
their game. Then Mr.. Coithurst had advanced
10 greet him, and sam, who, as the next i'm
portant officer. backed up the treasurer, re-
ported that he had smiled and made some
quite commonplace remark that might have
occurred 10 anyone.
Thereafter he made his first essay In tennis.
and three discoveries were made-that the
professor was disgracefully ignorant as to the
conditions OF his ownership OF limbs and the
management thereof; that he was humble to
an incredible degree, and did not scorn TO nc.
eept advice even from the intellectual Interior.
ana lastly, That c0nversancy with prehistoric
geoiogical formations and such like was not
Incompatible with nature the frankest and
kindllest-dlndent OF its own merits appre.
ciatiVe of Others IL was some time before thew
understood him, before they came 70 realize
tLat this man, whose name was a shibholeth in
the schools and terror TO laundering scientists
In private life WAS simple a child
But when at last they did, never was pro.
lessor so loved They adopted him, one and
all, with a sort of proprietary pride He vns
their professor, their own peculiar possession i'm
whom the outer world had no part. To ont.
siders be was a name, an abstraction expound.
ing from the summit Of his scientific pedestal
u his audience, a grave teacher to be viewed
with reverence from afar OFF. But to them tn :
Cavendish Lawn Tennis club, IL was different
lie was their friend, their comrade, unfolding
20 them alone the kindly personality thai
lurked beneath the crust OF professionally. Or
the greensward he was q teacher no longer, but
a pupil-most dilgent and grateful for tuition
They were his teachers-young people q
whom the world had not yet grown serious
and many things he learned OF them uneon
sciously.
Not tennis-the ostensible lesson-no powe,
On earth could teach him proficiency in that
But they taught him better thipgs-youth and
gaiety and happiness, laughter, which he hac
weitnigh forgotten, and the gladsomeness o
testing and kindly raillery. They taught hin
now fair was the green earth, and summer
OF striving muscles, and how sweet restful idle
ana nature. Of the beauty Of the world, and thu