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life. Well, I'll give him just one more opportunity and then I am through."
The fisherman found Guy seated in a large marsh willow that leaned far out over the purling river, and succeeded in bringing him to the cabin.
Guy's father in his cold, abrupt way rebuked his son for his indifference to his own welfare and then said:
"I have sold out the business. I am now going to Chicago where I shall start again and where you can have a desirable position. You are now of age and it is time for you to choose some occupation for life. Another important matter is the two thousand dollars that were to be yours when you became of age. Have you forgotten that? Are you ready to go with me?"
Guy was silent for a while. A sadness settled upon his heart. He could see the great dusty city where he must spend most of his working hours in a noisy store where nobody seemed to care for anybody else. Then he remembered the quiet sunset of the previous evening. Perhaps tonight the purple beings would again revel in the west and the swimming musk-rat break the surface of the lake into diverging lines of liquid violet. Must he give up all the quiet beauty of this place for the hideous din of the city? must he leave the fisherman who loved him? must he give up his guitar and and his sweet moments of leisure forever? must he forsake the life that he was satisfied to lead and take up one so irksome that he would rejoice when sleep brought forgetfulness? His father was waiting for a reply; he must decide at once.
So with resolute heart he said, "Father, I have chosen the occupation of fisherman. If the money you mention is mine I will be glad to receive it and then spend the rest of my time here among the willows."
So the old gentleman calmly wrote out a check and then bidding the boy and the fisherman good-by he departed for the city.
S. P.
"Who knows," said the Professor, "who knows that we are any better than a band of musquitos hovering over a swamp."
A Class Incident.
There was silence for a moment, then from the back of the room came an emphatic, "We know!"
The Professor looked at the rebel for a moment, "Then you think we have higher ideals than a musquito?"
"Yes," answered the boy half defiantly.
"Well," continued the Professor, "Now what is a musquito's ideal?"
Quick as a flash came the answer, "To pursue man!"
A quizzical little twinkle came into the Professor's eyes. "You have evidently been camping lately," said he.
EXCHANGES.
Yale has graduated ninety-two college presidents. Ex.
Debater on cremation—"We prefer to earn our living rather than urn our dead."
— College Days.
Rebecca-O Ikey, dot boy, Leopold, reads his pooks vit such great interest.
Ikey—Mine gracious, Rebecca, great interest! We can't afford it. Knox Student.
In Germany one man in 213 goes to college; in Scotland one in 520; in the United States one in 2,000; and in England one in 5,000.
—Drury Mirror.
Clergyman who has been trying in vain to catch fish on the Sabbath day—"Willie, don't you know that this is not a good place for you to be?"
Willie "Do you know where they bite better?" -- The Portfolio.
By a vote of 315 to 140, the Congregation of Oxford College rejected the resolution to allow women to take the degree of Bachelor of Arts.
Ex.