(I said that before).

After tea I take the boys for a second walk.

My evenings are mine, and I devote them to study.

* * * * *

_23rd August, 1873._

Mr. R. proposes that I should teach two or three new subjects. I am
ready to comply with his wishes; but I sternly refuse to teach _la
valse a trois temps_.

He advises me to cane the boys. This also I refuse to do.

* * * * *

_15th September, 1873._

I cannot stand this life any longer. I will return to France if things
do not take a brighter turn.

I leave Mr. R. and his "Dotheboys Hall."

At the station I meet the clergyman. He had more than once spoken to me
a few kind words. He asks me where I am going.

"To London, and to Paris next, I hope," I reply.

"Are you in a hurry to go back?"

"Not particularly; but----"

"Well, will you do my wife and myself the pleasure of spending a few
days with us at the Vicarage? We shall be delighted if you will."

"With all my heart."

* * * * *

_25th September, 1873._

Have spent a charming week at the Vicarage--a lovely country-house,
where for the first time I have seen what real English life is.

I have spoken to my English friend of my prospects, and he expresses
his wonder that I do not make use of the letters of recommendation that
I possess, as they would be sure to secure a good position for me.

"Are not important posts given by examination in this country?" I
exclaimed.

But he informs me that such is not the case; that these posts are
given, at elections, to the candidates who are bearers of the best
testimonials.

The information is most valuable, and I will act upon my friend's
advice.

My visit has been as pleasant as it has been useful.

* * * * *

_12th January, 1874._

A vacancy occurred lately in one of the great public schools. I sent in
my application, accompanied by my testimonials.

Have just received an official intimation that I am elected head-master
of the French school at St. Paul's.

* * * * *

_14th January, 1874._

One piece of good luck never comes alone.

I am again appointed London correspondent to one of the principal Paris
papers.

_Allons, me voila sauve!_

III.

I MAKE THE ACQUAINTANCE OF PUBLIC SCHOOL BOYS.--"WHEN I WAS A LITTLE
BOY."-