"A good idea, Kate--and I will follow it. When I want to speak of the
throne of Venus I will use the word 'Con.' When I refer to man's organ
I will say 'Vit'--the buttocks I will call the 'Fesses' and 'Cul'
indiscriminately. I warn you beforehand, some phrases I shall express
entirely in French as they cannot be translated without offending
American ears. Besides which I love to speak of matters of which I
believe you are ignorant; for I am free to confess there is no greater
rake than myself."
We placed ourselves in listening posture, he with a hand placed over
each of our mounts, he then commenced his history in the terms which
will be found in the next chapter.
Chapter V
HERBERT CLARENCE'S HISTORY
"I was born at Temperanceville, a village in the interior of the state
of New York. My father was a rich man, and the house in which we lived
was a fine mansion, beautifully situated in the midst of a grove of
trees. Up to the age of sixteen, nothing occurred worthy of note. Since
the time I was eight years of age my father had employed a private
tutor to instruct me--but he was a very easy man and allowed me to
slight my lessons with impunity; the consequence was that at sixteen I
was, comparatively speaking, ignorant. One day my father asked me to
write a note for him, and when I handed it to him he was shocked at the
numerous mistakes in orthography and composition, and forthwith decided
that I must be sent to school. My tutor was dismissed and the very next
week I was sent to a large boarding-school in Brooklyn, kept by a Mr.
Ames.
"I soon felt at home in my new position and liked the change very much,
making rapid progress in my studies. I was one of the biggest boys in
the school, and having, in more than one instance, proved my courage, I
was spared much annoyance from the other boys, who although they might
surpass me in learning were not my masters in fisticuffs.
"A year passed in this manner, and during that period I almost
recovered the time lost in my early education. I was a favorite, both
with the boys and the principal of the school, and the days passed very
pleasantly until an event occurred which changed the entire tenor of my
existence.
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