All this descent was to the
advantage of the experiment. A gunner would have said
that the first X "commanded" the second X, and that a
battery there would inevitably silence a battery at the
point below.
"We need not figure on it," said Todhunter, as Mrs.
Joslyn called them in to supper. "If we did, we
should make a mistake. Give me your papers. When I go
up, Monday night, I'll give them to my brother Bill. I
shall pass him at Faber's Mills. He has studied all
these things, of course; and he will like the fun of
making it out for us." So they sat down to Mrs. Joslyn's
waffles; and, but for Bill Todhunter, this story would
never have been told to me, nor would John Joslyn and
"this woman" ever have gone to Australia.
But Bill Todhunter was one of those acute men of whom
the new civilization of this country is raising thousands
with every year; who, in the midst of hard hand-work, and
a daily duty which to collegians and to the ignorant men
among their professors seems repulsive, carry on careful
scientific study, read the best results of the latest
inquiry, manage to bring together a first-rate library of
reference, never spend a cent for liquor or tobacco,
never waste an hour at a circus or a ball, but make their
wives happy by sitting all the evening, "figuring," one
side of the table, while the wife is hemming napkins on
the other.
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