Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1886-05-23

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out that unlucky--n The Professor
paused and sighed. "She would have
sworn that Barbara was Celarent.
81 den't understand logic" SAID his
companion, looking up with . laugh.
Baroko was two inches the taller, being
five feet eleven, and painfully gaunt.
Arcturus was young and handsome, Is
the Professor said, and he WAS, more
over, wonderfully winning fellow.
"why do you talk SOP" he pro-
ceeded. "You know you are not really
cynical"
al object to Miss Alicia" returned
tho Professor snsppishly. :" Beware
| Of her, Frank, my young friend. she
gives herself the airs Of Senior
Wyangler." -.
81 have a new pupil" said Maddi-
son, good.humoredly changing the sub
ject. Miss Extraordinarily, the
girls call her. What do you think OF
her?"
Think" replied Baroko grimly.
II can get nothing out Of her. She
| is always staring at her ribbons. That
| girl wears new ribbons every time she
comes to the class. No wonder she
can't understand logic !"
"she is very bright at botany" said
| Madison spologetically.
"At botany? Yes. Girls are. 1t
is q subject calculated -
"Stop." said Madison, laughing.
II won't hear any more"
81 was merely going to say-calcu.
lated to inspire the weakest mind, " said
Baroke blandly. Certainly / will re-
frain."
The logical girls met that morning
and the two masters separated, Arctu-
rus to the correction Of exercises,
Baroko to the sixth-class lecture-room.
The pupils were assembled, with books
before them and with weary faces that
betrayed no natural affinity for logic.
| Only Alicia Hargreayss was, as usual,
equal to the occasion. Molly was
| nervous, and well she might be, for she
had not done her exercise, and the Pro-
| lessor had a reputation for being rigid
| in the extreme. He looked over the
neat pile on his desk.
Nine books" he said frigidly.
Hargreayes, Matthews ''-he ran over
the list Of names. 81 should have ten.
Miss Drummond, will you kindly hand
me your exercise?"
Molly was frightened. She had only
been half dozen times to the class,
and her first awe Of the Professor had
not yet evaporated. She was also
tired, and her head ached, owing to
previous dissipation. She had tried
to do that exercise, but the
logical girls were all too busy
to help her. Moreover-and this
weighed her down with sense of guilt
there had been Q party last night in
which she played prominent part, and
she could not help wondering whether,
if she had not gone to that party-but
regret came too late. Her FELLOWSHIP
dents had been consoling her, since she
arrived that morning, with the assurance
that they should not like to be in her
shoes, and she was inwardly quaking,
though she lifted up brave face.
81 am sorry, Professor Brandon. l
have not done it,"
"Indeed i" said Baroko, in voice
of profound civility, just tinged with
surprise. that scared her yet more.
u Might | ask the reason?n
81 could not do it," replied Molly,
feeling very much ashamed of herself
she. who had been accustomed to place
considerable faith in her own talents.
" 1t was too difficult"
"Too difficult! " repeated Baroko
suavely. 81 understood you to say
that you had studied logic previously,
Miss Drummond. How long?"
81 studied it about year." replied
the doomed one, "i in my last school.
The book was different" she added
desperately.
$50 should have judged, " said Ba-
roko, =" from your previous exercises.
If you will kindly give me the name OF
the book which you have studied, Miss
Drummond, shall be happy to read it.
1t will doubtless cast new light on the
principles Of logic. AS, however, your
attainments are quite beyond the
level -
lie had gone so far in the bland,
sneering fashion the pupils detested,
when q smothered sob interrupted him.
lie glanced at Molly. She had bent
her flushed face over the desk, but the
next second she raised it again, and he
saw how desperately and Indignantly
she was striving to keep back the tears.
His heart smote him, though none Of
the logical girls knew that he had a
heart at all. After all, he had been too
hard; he should have remembered that
Molly was a new pupil, and not ac-
customed to the cool, scathing re-
marks with which he was accustomed
to indulge the logic students. He said
no more, and the work of the class con-
tinued. Molly recovered herself and
Joined in it more or less generally less.
When she did speak it was to blunder /;
but the Professor was not hard upon
her. II it had not been for the inevita-
bic satire in his tones one would almost
have said he tried to be encouraging.
The hour passed slowly-very slowly,
but it was over at last.
"You may CO." said Baroko. "Miss
Drummond, will you stay moment? "
One or two of the girls cast sympa-
thetic glsnces at Molly as they went
out. Alicia wore exactly the look of
mingled hatred for sin and pity for the
sinner which was appropriate under
the circumstances. The Professor saw
her expression, and it did the culprit
very good service. AS for Molly, she
remained alone, feeling a little stub
born, utterly determined not to break
down, however exquisite might be the
torture; and sarcasm always narrowed
her feelings. How could she have cried
for that odious man? Why did he not
speak, 1t was another method Of tor
ture. The Professor spoke
81 think you are not quite equal at
present, Miss Drummond, to the work
Of the class" He paused.
"No, indeed, | am not" said Molly