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the plaintive sounds of a harmonium reach me. I sit on my bed and look at my watch. Half an hour to wait for my breakfast. The desolate room, this outlook from the window, the whole accompanied by the hymn on the harmonium, are enough to drive me mad. Upon my word, I believe I feel the corner of my eye wet. Cheer up, boy! No doubt this is awful, but better times will come. Good heavens! You are not banished from France. With what pleasure your friends will welcome you back in Paris! In nine hours, for a few shillings, you can be on the Boulevards. Breakfast is ready. It consists of tea and bread and butter, the whole honored by the presence of Mr. and Mrs. R. I am told that I am to take the boys to church. I should have much preferred to go alone. On the way to church we met three young ladies--the Squire's daughters, the boys tell me. They look at me with a kind of astonishment that seems to me mixed with scorn. This is probably my fancy. Every body I meet seems to be laughing at me. _20th August, 1873._ Am still at M., teaching a little French and learning a good deal of English. Mrs. R. expresses her admiration for my fine linen, and my wardrobe is a wonder to her. From her remarks, I can see she has taken a peep inside my trunk. Received this morning a letter from a friend in Paris. The dear fellow is very proud of his noble ancestors, and his notepaper and envelopes are ornamented with his crest and crown. The letter is handed to me by Mrs. R., who at the same time throws a significant glance at her husband. I am a mysterious person in her eyes, that is evident. She expresses her respect by discreetly placing a boiled egg on my plate at breakfast. This is an improvement, and I return thanks _in petto_ to my noble friend in Paris. * * * * * _22nd August, 1873._ Whatever may be Mr. R.'s shortcomings, he knows how to construct a well-filled time-table. I rise at six. From half-past six to eight I am in the class-room seeing that the boys prepare their lessons. At eight I partake of a frugal breakfast. From half-past eight till half-past nine I take the boys for a walk. From half-past nine till one I teach more subjects than I feel competent to do, but I give satisfaction. At one I dine. At five minutes to two I take a bell, and go in the fields, ringing as hard as I can to call the boys in. From two to four I teach more subjects than--
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