For any experiment the careful selection of material is not
only proper but indispensable.
On Friday the storm abated and things began to mend all around as the
sides cleared. In the afternoon Dr. Ripley and Charles Hosmer made their
way home from Boston, hailed with rejoicings by everyone except Master
Grumpus, who should have been more than thankful for their timely
arrival, had he only known it. Saturday morning regular lessons were
resumed in the classroom, but I held aloof in out-of-the-way coverts;
one hiding place being the cow-stable. Here Charles Hosmer happened to
find me, just incidentally, as it seemed, but really by kindly design no
doubt, and gave me a hearty greeting which I couldn't be so churlish as
not to return.
"Are you the boy who came from Albany?" he asked.
"From the Old Colonie, in Albany," I replied.
"I suppose," he continued, "you have not yet been assigned to your
classes?"
I accepted this account of what was in fact absence without leave, and
he then suggested that if I had nothing else on hand I might help him in
making a toboggan-slide.
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