By-the-way, did you ever hear of doing any
thing for the glory of God, and for the love of your fellow-men?"
"Oh, yes! they're pass-words of the profession, and have their use,"
returned Bressant, with another of his keen smiles. "If you want to
climb above the world, the rounds in your ladder must be made of common
woods that everybody knows the names of. The Bible is full of such, and
some of them are works of genius in themselves. After all, it is the
people who must immortalize us, and we must feed them with what they are
in the habit of eating."
"What induced you to come here, sir?" asked the professor, abruptly.
"I never should have come of myself," answered the young man, with
entire frankness. "I never heard your name mentioned until less than a
year ago. It was the first time my father was expecting to die. He told
me you were a wise man, and learned besides; he had known you when you
were young; you would have some interest in teaching me; he would feel
more at ease to die, if he knew you were directing me. I thought it
over, as I said, and decided to come. Understand, I knew of no one
except you, and I didn't want to go to a theological school."
"Humph!" grunted the professor, who was by no means well satisfied with
the prospect, yet had reasons of his own for taking up the matter if
possible.
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