The times and democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1881-current, 1886-07-01

should not be honest with him than that he
was slnarting under youthful impatience OF
dull routine, he stuck Ike man to tie skirts
Of Cuthbert's own suggestions.
u don't say" he remarked, In softened
manner, "that the business Of educating
boys Is not tedious. But after all, name me
the calling that has. not something objection
ablen
II have said that I am content to remain
as lam"
us that really soi"
"Truly So"
sYet you are not yourself" said the doc
tor, gazing doubtfully at his son; "some-
thing is amiss Just now Juvenal was under.
your nose and-let me see the book"
Cuthbert handed him the volume.
"Well, it is Juveral; but that is mere luck,
for you never,looked at it What distracts
yous"
The young fellow folded his arms and re-
manned silent, slowly swaying his foot.
" date this change in you from the day Of
your return from London" continued DR..
Shaw, drawing from his pocket small gilt
snuff boz, and taking pinch ready to apply
when anger should set him shifting. II put
money into your hand for the holiday, and
trusted to your discretion to make it a cheap
purchase Of enlarged views. What did you
do in London9 I need not ask you. You
have told me-you went sightseeing-and
believe you"
Cuthbert bit his lip.
"That is enough, sir-I believe you," con-
tinued the doctor, answering with emphasis
the brief glance that Cuthbert threw at him.
ssNow, am to suppose that this holiday up
set YOU'D Come, come, you are not a yokel,
that you cannot walk London streets with
out your ambition taking fire from every
print shop"
He paused, his hand with the pinch of snuff
in it suspended, and light of angry triumph
in his eyes, as though he should say, 3The
secret cannot elude ME, but hate the dis
covery"
Cuthbert rose and walked to the window,
and looked out upon the green swell of cliff
and the blue faint space Of sea beyond.
That there was secret in his mind might
be known by the pain in his eyes and con-
traction of brow which told Of a sudden in
ward wrestle.
But these signs faded, leaving him not
paler than he was before, and with tran
quill smile, sweet with the melancholy and
docility in it, he turned to his father and
said:
"Nothing is amiss with me in the way you
suppose. Give me day or two for refiec-
tion. I shall then have something to tell
you, and God knows what indulgence you
shall show me-"
The doctor arched his eyebrows, and, with
stifeuing Of his back, made his frill project
fercely.
II don't like your strong expressions, sir.
And pray, what have you done, that you
should hesitate to avow it?"
And he stuck his head back until the hol-
low OF his throat showed above his white
neckerchief.
But if DR.. Shaw could be angry so, too,
could Cuthbert his son, be obstinate; and the
touch Of the mule that is in the composition
of most mcn shows nowhere more trans
parently than in handsome face.
"Give me your permission to leave you,
SIR" said Cuthbert.
The doctor waived his hand, and Cuthbert
walked out
Isaac Shaw was doctor Of laws; and this
much could be said of him-that better
blood than his did not flow in any mans
veins in all that town Of Greystone, and that
moro Of tho learning which is not so much
wisdom as scholarship thickened no mans
wits within the municipal area
But Isaac Shaw's learning was more to. his
profit than honor, as it brought him pupils
but gave him no social advance beyond
fellow townsmen, inasmuch as not tho rector,
even, had weight of erudition enough to sink
to the depths of his knowledge.
On the other hand, his blood was more to
his honor than profit, as it made him naughty
and exclusive, with a rattle Of insolence
sometimes so that he was on unpopular man
at Greystone, which supplied him with one
only of the forty pupils who studied and
struggled on his premises.
This DR.. Isaac Shaw loved his son Cuth-
bert with that kind Of love which makes q
man unkindly critical, vicious in perception
of small weaknesses, and very rait-jacket
unto the object of its affections, that it may
walk with moral erectness all the days Of its
life.
For many year tho current Of the boys
existence had flowed gently down the chan
mel of academic routine, with never a break
of froth in it. nor sudden hasting, nor sharp
ulfeIbeLCS.
Until ..suddenly-but the heavens know not
without cause-there fell upon his moods a
shadow SO like melancholy that the doctor
took counsel with himself and reasoned thus:
"He is mewed up here, and we take few
holidays. Every man requires now and
again change of scene Ergo, Cuthbert re-
quires q change of scene. He has asked for
such change Of scene, and he shall have it.
will furnish him with twenty guineas, and
he shall 60 TO London and see life for q fort
night"
But lol concession, instead of casting out
the one devil from his sons mind, merely
liberated the imp to return with seven worse
imps than itself.
"What is on his mind cannot conjecture" !"
the doctor musod, looking at the door which
Cuthbert had closed. "He says he is not
weary of this lfe"
With gloomy brow and puzzled wrinkle
Of the nose, he snuffed up the pinch he had
held throughout the interview, and NUT
tered:
"But then he may ie"
Now, DR.. Isaac Shaw hated strong e1-
pressions.