THOUGH my father was hugely tickled with the subtleties of these
learned discourses——’twas still but like the anointing of a broken
bone——The moment he got home, the weight of his afflictions returned
upon him but so much the heavier, as is ever the case when the staff we
lean on slips from under us.—He became pensive—walked frequently forth
to the fish-pond—let down one loop of his hat——sigh’d often——forbore to
snap—and, as the hasty sparks of temper, which occasion snapping, so
much assist perspiration and digestion, as _Hippocrates_ tells us—he
had certainly fallen ill with the extinction of them, had not his
thoughts been critically drawn off, and his health rescued by a fresh
train of disquietudes left him, with a legacy of a thousand pounds, by
my aunt _Dinah._
My father had scarce read the letter, when taking the thing by the
right end, he instantly began to plague and puzzle his head how to lay
it out mostly to the honour of his family.—A hundred-and-fifty odd
projects took possession of his brains by turns—he would do this, and
that and t’other—He would go to _Rome_——he would go to law——he would
buy stock——he would buy _John Hobson_’s farm—he would new fore front
his house, and add a new wing to make it even——There was a fine
water-mill on this side, and he would build a wind-mill on the other
side of the river in full view to answer it—But above all things in the
world, he would inclose the great _Ox-moor_, and send out my brother
_Bobby_ immediately upon his travels.
But as the sum was finite, and consequently could not do every
thing——and in truth very few of these to any purpose—of all the
projects which offered themselves upon this occasion, the two last
seemed to make the deepest impression; and he would infallibly have
determined upon both at once, but for the small inconvenience hinted at
above, which absolutely put him under a necessity of deciding in favour
either of the one or the other.
This was not altogether so easy to be done; for though ’tis certain my
father had long before set his heart upon this necessary part of my
brother’s education, and like a prudent man had actually determined to
carry it into execution, with the first money that returned from the
second creation of actions in the _Missisippi_-scheme, in which he was
an adventurer——yet the _Ox-moor_, which was a fine, large, whinny,
undrained, unimproved common, belonging to the _Shandy_-estate, had
almost as old a claim upon him: he had long and affectionately set his
heart upon turning it likewise to some account.
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