A Retrospect

           Myschool-days!Thesilentglidingonofmyexistence—theunseen,unfeltprogressofmylifefromchildhooduptoyouth!Letmethink,asIlookbackuponthatflowingwater,nowadrychannelovergrownwithleaves,whetherthereareanymarksalongitscourse,bywhichIcanrememberhowitran.

           Amoment,andIoccupymyplaceintheCathedral,whereweallwenttogether,everySundaymorning,assemblingfirstatschoolforthatpurpose.Theearthysmell,thesunlessair,thesensationoftheworldbeingshutout,theresoundingoftheorganthroughtheblackandwhitearchedgalleriesandaisles,arewingsthattakemeback,andholdmehoveringabovethosedays,inahalf-sleepingandhalf-wakingdream.

           Iamnotthelastboyintheschool.Ihaveriseninafewmonths,overseveralheads.Butthefirstboyseemstomeamightycreature,dwellingafaroff,whosegiddyheightisunattainable.Agnessays‘No,’butIsay‘Yes,’andtellherthatshelittlethinkswhatstoresofknowledgehavebeenmasteredbythewonderfulBeing,atwhoseplaceshethinksI,evenI,weakaspirant,mayarriveintime.Heisnotmyprivatefriendandpublicpatron,asSteerforthwas,butIholdhiminareverentialrespect.Ichieflywonderwhathe’llbe,whenheleavesDoctorStrong’s,andwhatmankindwilldotomaintainanyplaceagainsthim.

           Butwhoisthisthatbreaksuponme?ThisisMissShepherd,whomIlove.

           MissShepherdisaboarderattheMissesNettingalls’establishment.

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