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on with the "Anabasis" till I come back. And remember -

NEANISKOS is not a proper name, ha! ha! ha! The quadratics



will keep till the evening.' He was merry over his

prospects, and I was not altogether otherwise.



But there was no Xenophon, no algebra, that day! Dire was

the stress" target="_blank" title="n.痛苦 vt.使苦恼">distress of my poor dominie when he found the mother as



much bewildered as the daughter was frightened, by the

mistake. 'She,' the daughter, 'had never for a moment



imagined, &c., &c.'

My tutor was not long disheartened by such caprices - so he



deemed them, as Miss Jemima's (she had a prettier name, you

may be sure), and I did my best (it cost me little now) to



encourage his fondest hopes. I proposed that we should drink

the health of the future stress" target="_blank" title="n.女主人;情妇;女能手">mistress of Warham in tea, which he



cheerfully acceded to, all the more readily, that it gave him

an opportunity to vent one of his old college jokes. 'Yes,



yes,' said he, with a laugh, 'there's nothing like tea. TE

VENIENTE DIE, TE DECEDENTE CANEBAM.' Such sallies of



innocent playfulness often smoothed his path in life. He

took a genuine pleasure in his own jokes. Some men do. One



day I dropped a pot of marmalade on a new carpet, and should

certainly have been reprimanded for carelessness, had it not



occurred to him to exclaim: 'JAM SATIS TERRIS!' and then

laugh immoderately at his wit.



That there are as good fish in the sea as ever came out of

it, was a maxim he acted upon, if he never heard it. Within a



month of the above incident he proposed to another lady upon

the sole grounds that, when playing a game of chess, an



exchange of pieces being contemplated, she innocently, but

incautiously, observed, 'If you take me, I will take you.'



He referred the matter next day to my ripe judgment. As I

had no partiality for the lady in question, I strongly



advised him to accept so obvious a challenge, and go down on

his knees to her at once. I laid stress on the knees, as the



accepted form of declaration, both in novels and on the

stage.



In this case the beloved object, who was not embarrassed by

excess of amiability, promptly desired him, when he urged his



suit, 'not to make a fool of himself.'

My tutor's peculiarities, however, were not confined to his



endeavours to meet with a lady rectoress. He sometimes

surprised his hearers with the originality of his abstruse



theories. One morning he called me into the stable yard to

join in consultation with his gardener as to the advisability



of killing a pig. There were two, and it was not easy to

decide which was the fitter for the butcher. The rector



selected one, I the other, and the gardener, who had nurtured

both from their tenderest age, pleaded that they should be



allowed to 'put on another score.' The point was warmly

argued all round.



'The black sow,' said I (they were both sows, you must know)

- 'The black sow had a litter of ten last time, and the white



one only six. Ergo, if history repeats itself, as I have

heard you say, you should keep the black, and sacrifice the



white.'

'But,' objected the rector, 'that was the white's first



litter, and the black's second. Why shouldn't the white do

as well as the black next time?'



'And better, your reverence,' chimed in the gardener. 'The

number don't allays depend on the sow, do it?'



'That is neither here nor there,' returned the rector.

'Well,' said the gardener, who stood to his guns, 'if your



reverence is right, as no doubt you will be, that'll make

just twenty little pigs for the butcher, come Michaelmas.'



'We can't kill 'em before they are born,' said the rector.

'That's true, your reverence. But it comes to the same



thing.'

'Not to the pigs,' retorted the rector.



'To your reverence, I means.'

'A pig at the butcher's,' I suggested, 'is worth a dozen



unborn.'




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