dmit the depth and fineness of your perception in all this. I
confess it is new to me, and I think that you have taken the right
view. But whether, in the education of one individual boy, you shall
find occasion for such great fundamental principles--"
"While engaged in the work of instruction," Eric quietly replied, "I
shall not be likely to have directly before my eyes universal
principles, as everything must be developed from its own basis. While
one is loading, aiming, and firing off a musket, he does not define to
himself the various physical laws that come into play, but he must know
them in order to proceed in the right way."
Sonnenkamp was rather tired of this discussion; it was somewhat out of
his line, and he had the unpleasant consciousness, that while trying to
make an impression upon the stranger, he had himself been made to
appear infinitely small.
"Pardon, gracious sir," a groom interposed, as Eric was beginning to
expatiate anew. Sonnenkamp stood up hastily, and remarking that it was
time for his ride, with affable condescension he waived with his hand
the discussion to some other time.
He went quickly away. Roland came along the path, and called out,--
"I may ride out with Herr Dournay, may I not, papa?"
Sonnenkamp nodded, and departed with a hurried step. He mounted on
horseback, and was soon to be seen riding a spirited black horse along
the white high-road by the river. He made an imposing appearance as he
sat on horse-back; the groom followed him.
CHAPTER V.
A NEW PATRON AND A NEW TUTOR.
By Roland's direction his own pony had been saddled, and also a
horse for Eric. They mounted, and rode slowly through a part of the
village which joined the estate. At the very end of it stood a small
vine-covered house, with all the window-shutters closed. Eric asked who
owned it, and why it was shut up. Roland told him that it belonged to
his father, and that the architect, who built the villa, had lived
there, and sometimes his father also, when he came from Switzerland or
Italy during the building of the house, or the laying out of the park
and garden.
"Now for a good trot," said Eric; "take your bridle more firmly in your
left hand. Now!"
They started briskly, keeping side by side, but suddenly Eric's horse
shied and began to rear. Roland uttered a cry, but Eric reassured him,
saying, "I'll conquer him;" he drew his feet from th
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