pity that some of our instructors in more important
matters than sculling will not take a leaf out of the same book.
Of course, it is more satisfactory to one's own self-love to make
everyone who comes to one to learn, feel that he is a fool, and
we wise men; but if our object is to teach well and usefully what
we know ourselves there cannot be a worse method. No man,
however, is likely to adopt it, so long as he is conscious that
he has anything himself to learn from his pupils; and as soon as
he has arrived at the conviction that they can teach him
nothing-that it is henceforth to be all give and no take-the
sooner he throws up his office of teacher, the better it will be
for himself, his pupils, and his country, whose sons he is
misguiding.

On their way up, so intent were they on their own work that it
was not until shouts of "Hello, Brown! how did you get there?
Why, you said you were not going down today," greeted them just
above the Gut, that they were aware of the presence of the
freshmen's four-oar of St. Ambrose College, which had with some
trouble succeeded in overtaking them.

"I said I wasn't going down with _you_," shouted Tom, grinding
away harder than ever, that they might witness and wonder at his
prowess.

"Oh, I dare say! Whose skiff are you towing up? I believe you've
been upset."

Tom made no reply, and the four-oar floundered on ahead.

"Are you at St. Ambrose's?" asked his sitter, after a minute.

"Yes; that's my treadmill, that four-oar. I've been down in it
almost every day since I came up, and very poor fun it is. So I
thought to-day I would go on my own hook, and see if I couldn't
make a better hand of it. And I have too, I know, thanks to you."

The other made no remark, but a little shade came over his face.
He had no chance of making out Tom's college, as the new cap
which would have betrayed him had disappeared in the lasher. He
himself wore a glazed straw hat, which was of no college; so that
up to this time neither of them had known to what college the
other belonged.

When they landed at Hall's, Tom was at once involved in a wrangle
with the manager as to the amount of damage done to the tub;
which the latter refused to assess before he knew what had
happened to it; while our hero vigorously and with reason
maintained, that if he knew his business it could not matter what
had happened to the boat. There she was, and he must say whether
she was better or worse, or how much w