...d into gold. One o'clock at night! C. S. Sunday, Feb. 13, 1881. my friend,—. . . I have for three weeks been trying to rear the tender thought, as an assistant to our old friend, McBurney , at Mr. Hubbard's school. Mr. H. had to go to Vermont, and he engaged me to assist in the duties of instruction during his absence. And oh!—quorum magna pars fui —the harassing, throa...