Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 22, September, 1878Various
Science
Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Vol. 22, September, 1878
Various
Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; Science -- Periodicals
But as soon as I entered college I became sufficiently absorbed in the
actual. Neither Holt nor Dart had changed in the slightest degree,
except that Jack wore trim English whiskers and looked quite
middle-aged, and Harry was engaged in nursing the incipient down of a
moustache, and was the tallest, handsomest, cleverest fellow in his
class. Jack had always been the closest of students, and his old
diligence had not abated here: he kept up with the rest by dint of solid
hard work. Harry flung scholarship to the winds of course, but made a
special career for himself which won him more admiration from everybody
except the faculty than any amount of legitimate industry. He was a
fluent and ready debater; he wrote for the college journal; his high
animal spirits brought everybody about him, and his mind seemed ever
eager and poised for flight: he was ready in wit; decried trifling
subjects, yet would dispute for two hours over an absurdity; was
dexterous and unanswerable in his syllogisms; would advance the crudest
and most untenable theory, defend it, reducing the arguments of his
opponents to meaningless folly, conquer apparently by both wit and
reason, then turn his own hypothesis inside out, confute it, dash it
into senseless atoms, and dismiss it as unworthy of a thought. In short,
among us lads, busy with books and full of admiration of our own
cleverness, he was delightful; and among other ostentatious pedantries
such as prevail at college his passed unrebuked. When he tried his wits
with Mr. Floyd, that gentleman implored him for God's sake to hold his
tongue and to consult Carlyle's _Sartor Resartus_, book 2, chapter 4,
and discover the opinion of sensible men concerning youthful intellects
like his own.
I appeared to poor enough advantage at first, and was almost afraid to
speak in the curious and motley society which thronged our rooms. The
quick wit, the ready epigram and squib, the oppressive and multitudinous
puns in every language,--all served to stun and confuse me, fixed as I
was in grave and quiet habits of mind and thought. It was amazing to me
at first with what ease many of the boys had acquired clear ideas upon
every question of the day, and with what brilliancy they could advance
them, while I was tongue-tied from modesty or reserve. Presently,
however, I discovered that these promising young gentlemen were not so
wondrous wise after all. I dismissed my fears, felt less fastidious
about the emphatic utterance of a thoughtless opinion, and soon was as
loud-tongued as any in my demand that the world should be made over at
once to suit men of our calibre. At first they were all very tender and
patient with me, but when I grew a trifle bolder my little gravities
became the target for everybody's wit, and I dare say I was much
improved by having my mannerisms and elegancies knocked rudely off from
me.
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