On the front shelf of the bar stood a
large German-silver pitcher of water, and scattered about were
ill-conditioned lamps, with wicks that always wanted picking, which
burned red and smoked a good deal, and were apt to go out without any
obvious cause, leaving strong reminiscences of the whale-fishery in the
circumambient air.
The common schoolhouses of Rockland were dwarfed by the grandeur of the
Apollinean Institute. The master passed one of them, in a walk he was
taking, soon after his arrival at Rockland. He looked in at the rows of
desks, and recalled his late experiences. He could not help laughing, as
he thought how neatly he had knocked the young butcher off his pins.
"A little science is a dangerous thing, 'as well as a little 'learning,'"
he said to himself; "only it's dangerous to the fellow you' try it on."
And he cut him a good stick, and began climbing the side of The Mountain
to get a look at that famous Rattlesnake Ledge.
CHAPTER VI.
THE SUNBEAM AND THE SHADOW.
The virtue of the world is not mainly in its leaders.
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