“My father, you are wrong!”
“You will not be a Jesuit?
Give me your hand.
Let us get out of this hole.
My horse is at the door.
Hang your books and clothes; let them be sent on after us. Come!”
Pulling his son away, the peppery old gentleman drove him home, and then locking his door, put the case before him briefly and hotly:
“Take your choice, Alexander
; go into an attorney's office at San Jose
and learn your trade like a clerk; or go to Yale and study it like a gentleman.
To which will you go?
Speak, Sir; San Jose
,” cried Alexander
; and to Yale
“ It was a new world to me,” he says; “ each man in that great university was free to go his own way, to labour as he pleased.
to form a character of his own. At first I was a little timid, feeling the want of guides.
In time I learned to trust my powers and be a law to myself; and now that I have tried both systems, I can see that man for man advocates brought up at Santa Clara
will not be strong enough to hold their own in American ”