What Will He Do with It? — Volume 05Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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What Will He Do with It? — Volume 05
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
English fiction -- 19th century
"Then I will be the best friend to you that man ever had. There's my
hand on it."
"I take it, but I ask leave to change the parties in the contract. I
don't want a friend: I don't deserve one. You'll be a friend to my
little girl instead; and if ever I ask you to help me in aught for her
welfare and happiness--"
"I will help, heart and soul! slight indeed any service to her or to you
compared with such service to me. Free this wretched tongue from its
stammer, and thought and zeal will not stammer whenever you say, 'Keep
your promise.' I am so glad your little girl is still with you."
Waife looked surprised, "Is still with me!--why not?" The scholar bit
his tongue. That was not the moment to confess; it might destroy all
Waife's confidence in. him. He would do so later. "When shall I begin
my lesson?"
"Now, if you like. But have you a book in your pocket?"
"I always have."
"Not Greek, I hope, sir?"
"No, a volume of Barrow's Sermons. Lord Chatham recommended those
sermons to his great son as a study for eloquence."
"Good! Will you lend me the volume, sir? and now for it. Listen to me;
one sentence at a time; draw your breath when I do."
The three magpies pricked up their ears again, and, as they listened,
marvelled much.
CHAPTER III.
Could we know by what strange circumstances a man's genius became
prepared for practical success, we should discover that the most
serviceable items in his education were never entered in the bills
which his father paid for it.
At the end of the very first lesson George Morley saw that all the
elocution masters to whose skill he had been consigned were blunderers in
comparison with the basketmaker.
Waife did not puzzle him with scientific theories. All that the great
comedian required of him was to observe and to imitate. Observation,
imitation, lo! the groundwork of all art! the primal elements of all
genius! Not there, indeed to halt, but there ever to commence. What
remains to carry on the intellect to mastery? Two steps,--to reflect,
to reproduce. Observation, imitation, reflection, reproduction. In
these stands a mind complete and consummate, fit to cope with all labour,
achieve all success.
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