idea that that candy peddler should have detained me this evening makes my nerves quiver."

"Just in time! Just in time !" said George, seating himself and assuming a very thoughtful expression of countenance.

"What's up, George?" said Tam.

"Got a remittance from my governor this A.M., at ten o'clock and fifteen minutes," replied George. "No! How was that? I thought your trials and tribulations with the august Faculty had proved an effectual wind-up of all further donations," said Tom.

"Not a bit! not a bit! The note about the three warnings, it would appear, did not arrive," gravely answered George.

"Ah! I see! I perceive! I apprehend!" said Tam; "the letter was stopped in transitu ?”

"Just so," replied George.

"Capital! capital !" said Tam. "One more triumph of mind over matter. But, I don't fancy letting Old Sassy' have his way without instilling into his mind a due sense of my importance. He sells sarsaparilla candy; and, for that reason, has been duly honored with the proud title of 'Sassy.' Now, in my case, he imagines that sassy in name and sassy in game are to be coexistent facts. Come, George,

ever since I left the active scenes of old Gotham for this collegiate habitation, you have been my only solace in affliction. What do you propose?"

"Can't propose! Can't propose! There are four points in the case which require profound reflection," replied George, assuming a solemnly benevolent, patronizing air.

"Of course! Of course!" said Tam. You mean, first, the proprieties ?"

"Yes," said George.

"Second, the necessities ?"

"Yes," said George.

"Third, the difficulties ?"

"Yes," said George, without changing the expression of his countenance.

"Fourth, and lastly, the prudential calculations?" To this George answered by a profound inclination of the head and shoulders.

"Very well, George !" continued Tam; "I'm dry as an Arab on the great Sahara. Let us hunt up an oasis where they sell snifters."

"All right!" replied George. So, putting on a thick overcoat, for the air was chilling, the two friends started for Clinton Village.

Clinton Village, in the county of Oneida, and State of New York, is classic ground. The statesman, lawyer, physician, divine, author, mechanic, agriculturist, each and all, look back to her with pride and affection. That time will never come when the attachments of youth for person and place fail to become the pride of manhood. When nature has almost exhausted her skill in modelling and framing the scene; and, when man has used his best endeavor to improve upon nature, the reasons are clearly apparent why Clinton and its surrounding scenery is truly beautiful. Is it very wonderful, that, to the student, so much beauty of nature and art should become classic ground?

"Yes, Tam," said George Melville, as he lightly tipped his glass to his friend, while seated in a private room of the Clinton Hotel, "I've thought of all that."

"The prudential calculations"-interrupted Tam. "Come out exactly right-every figure is correct," said George.

"How with the 'proprieties,' George?"

"Sublime! In the first place, 'Old Sassy' will have duty to perform," answered George.

"That will be proper," gravely remarked Tam. "This duty will be accompanied with considerable labor," continued George.

"Proper again!" echoed Tam. "Good for his physical health."

"He will have excitement," continued George.

"Necessary! absolutely necessary! It will straighten up his stooping frame. Excitement, Mr. Melville, I consider to be eminently propereminently! Landlord, replenish the glasses. Less lemon this time. Only a small bit of the peel, if you please."

“I imagine Mr. Sassy will be obliged to think somewhat," resumed George.

"Of course, proper. Habits of fixed attention in business matters are highly important,” said Tam. "He will talk," said George.

"Proper!" echoed Tam.

"Possibly, as Mr. Slick, of Weathersfield, would express it, he may 'holler' considerably," continued George.

"Proper, again!" echoed Tam. "Cultivates his voice free gratis. My Governor pays a couple of hundred yearly to cultivate sister Molly's. Mr. Melville, the 'proprieties' are evidently based in wisdom."

"But the necessities, Tam, must rule. 'Old Sassy' has proved that he can be unusually, unnecessarily,

unmercifully, intentionally, and most inconsistently sassy. He had no business to dun you; therefore, as necessity knows no law, he must take his lesson," said George, finishing his glass.

"The difficulties' I believe, are all that now remain to consider," said Tam.

"Difficulties! Ah, my dear friend, Tam, what would mankind become by eschewing labor? 'Labor conquers all things,' is a grand principle which neither you nor I, in this crisis, dare disregard. Time was when I, even I, would have paused before these difficulties; but now, with the noble Catiline, I exclaim:

'My sword's my own! Smile on, my lords,

I scorn to count what feelings, withered hopes,
Bitter, burning wrongs, I have within my
Heart's hot cells shut up, to leave you

In your lazy dignities.'

Good night landlord."

With this the friends returned to the college.

arose.

II.

Horses versus Thorn-Apple Tree Limbs.

THE duties of a college life followed, as usual, after the conversation detailed in the last chapter, until Tuesday morning of the subsequent week. Bell at three, A.M. Studious young gentlemen at that hour Here and there, from the windows of the various colleges, might be seen faint lights glimmering through the unwashed windows. College students are not all over sensitive about dirt. Especially the real students. It would have been, however, almost a direct violation of natural law, or, as the idea would be scripturally and concisely expressed, almost "a miracle," to discover a morning light in the room of Mr. George Melville, or that of his boon companion and chosen friend, Tam.

It is time for the reader to know more of Tam. Mr. James H. Griswold was a retired merchant, residing in the city of New York. His only son, Thomas F. Griswold, had received the advantages of a three years' preparatory course in that old and time-honored "Boarding School for Boys," which for many years was known in New York City as "THE WASHINGTON INSTITUTE." At this institution, the highest grades of scientific, intellectual, and scholastic training could be attained. It combined the advantages