Graham's Magazine, Vol. XL, No. 4, April 1852Various
General
Graham's Magazine, Vol. XL, No. 4, April 1852
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
On the following morning, at the hour which my landlady told me would be
most convenient, I went to call upon the professor, whom I found in his
study; though how he contrived to study at all, I cannot make out; for
he was in a state of continual movement—the most excitable German I
ever saw. During the greater part of the time he was talking to me, he
was taking down one book and putting up another, turning over papers
upon the table, dipping a pen in the ink and wiping it again, with other
operations to carry off his superfluous activity. He must have been
quiet at some time; for he certainly was a very learned man; but I never
could discover when it was. At length, after having asked a great number
of questions, he said—“I have got one pupil for you, to make a
beginning—Come, I’ll show her to you;” and leading me into another
room, on the same floor, he presented me to a young lady, who sat there
embroidering, as his daughter. “There,” he said, “teach her English, and
any thing else you can. I have no time—she is a good girl, but slow.”
The young lady looked up in his face with a calm, placid smile, saying,
“If there were two such quick people as you in the house, my father,
they would always be running against each other.”
“True,” replied the old man, “true, and philosophical. Nature loves
contrasts as well as harmonies. Opposing forces counteract each other.
You, my Louise, are my _vis inertiæ_. Without you I should get on too
fast. But come, young gentleman—what is your name?”
“Louis de Lacy,” I replied.
“I like that, I like that,” answered the old man “The _De_, speaks blood
and good political principles—but come—we will settle the terms in my
own room, and will try to get you something more to do by and bye.”
I found the good professor had as accurate a knowledge of making a
bargain, as he had of Greek or Latin. He calculated the worth of my
services to a pfennig, and, as I found afterward, if I had made the
slightest opposition, would have beaten me down still lower; for he had
a pleasure in such sort of triumphs. I let him arrange it all his own
way, however, and left to his own generosity, he probably added a little
to the sum which he had intended to give. It was agreed that I was to
teach his daughter two hours during the day, and as soon as all this was
settled, he pushed me by the shoulders toward the door, saying, “There,
go, begin at once. You have three hours before dinner. I must go to my
recitations.”
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