DURING the first years of my service in Dr. Flint's family, I was accustomed to share some indulgences with the children of my mistress.
“No, what I should really like to do right now, in the full blaze of lights, before this illustrious assembly, is to shower every one of you with gifts, with flowers, with offerings of poetry - to be young once more, to ride on the crest of the wave.”