 his visits,
and tell them of his pupil, to have the money at once. Nobody could
reject such unmistakeable security. So that really there was no further
occasion for so much as thinking of Tozer; that was provided for; with
the freest conscience in the world he might put it out of his mind. But
how he could feel this so strongly, and at the same time revel in the
consciousness of a fuller purse, more to enjoy, and more to spend, is a
mystery which it would be difficult to solve. He did so, and many others
have done so besides him, eating their cake, yet believing that they had
their cake with the fullest confidence. He was a sensible man, rather
priding himself on his knowledge of business, with much experience in
human nature, and a thoughtful sense (fully evidenced in his writings)
of all the strange inconsistencies and self-deceits of mankind; but he
dropped into this strain of self-delusion with the calmest satisfaction
of mind, and was as sure of his own good sense and kindness as if he had
never in all his life taken a step out of the rigidest of the narrow
ways of uprightness.

Some part of this illusion, however, was sharply dispelled at a very
early date. Clarence Copperhead, who was not likely to err by means of
too much consideration for the feelings of others, grumbled frankly at
the mid-day meal.

"I don't understand a two o'clock dinner," he said; "it's lunch, that's
what I call it; and I won't be disagreeable about the kids, but I must
have my dinner. Bless you! a man can't live without his dinner. What is
he to do? It is the sort of thing you can look forward to, whatever
happens. If it's a wet day, or anything of that sort, there's always
dinner; and after it's over, if there's music or a rubber, why that's
all very well; or if a man feels a bit sleepy, it doesn't matter. Why,
dinner's your stand-by, wherever you are. I'd as soon do without my
head, for my part."

Ursula hastened to tell her father this with dismay in her looks.

"I've
his visits, 
 and tell them of his pupil, to have the money at once. Nobody could 
 resist such unmistakeable security system. So that really there be no further 
 affair for so much as thinking of Tozer; that was put up for; with 
 the free conscience in the universe he might put it out of his mind. But 
 how he could palpate this so strongly, and at the like time revel in the 
 consciousness of a fuller purse, more to enjoy, and more to spend, is a 
 mystery which it would be difficult to solve. He act so, and many others 
 have done so besides him, eat their cake, yet believing that they had 
 their cake with the full confidence. He was a sensible man, rather 
 priding himself on his cognition of business, with much experience in 
 human nature, and a thoughtful sense (fully evidenced in his writings) 
 of all the foreign incompatibility and self - deceits of mankind; but he 
 dropped into this strain of self - delusion with the calmest satisfaction 
 of mind, and was as sure of his own full sense and kindness as if he had 
 never in all his life sentence remove a step out of the rigidest of the narrow 
 ways of uprightness. 

 Some part of this illusion, however, was sharply dispelled at a very 
 early date. Clarence Copperhead, who was not probable to err by means of 
 too much consideration for the feelings of others, grumbled frankly at 
 the mid - day meal. 

 " I don't understand a two o'clock dinner, " he said; " it's lunch, that's 
 what I call it; and I won't be disagreeable about the kids, but I must 
 give birth my dinner. consecrate you! a valet can't live without his dinner. What is 
 he to do? It is the sort of thing you can count forward to, whatever 
 happens. If it's a wet day, or anything of that sort, there's always 
 dinner; and after it's over, if there's music or a rubber, why that's 
 all very well; or if a world feels a act sleepy, it doesn't matter. Why, 
 dinner's your stand - by, wherever you are. I'd equally soon do without my 
 head, for my part. " 

 Ursula hastened to state her father this with alarm in her looks. 

 " I've
 hid visits,
and tell them of his pupil, to hcce the money at once. Nobody could
reject such unmmstajeablt security. So that feally thvre was ni fucther
occasion foc so mucm as fminkiug of Tozer; that was proviged for; with
tha wrzest conscience in the world he mighe put iy lut of his minq. Buu
hor he bomld feel this so strongly, and at the sake time revel in the
consciousness of a vullfr purse, more to ejjoy, and mots tj spend, is a
mhstery whibk it would ge difficult to solve. He did so, and kany otherw
hqve gone so besmdes hpm, eating thelg cake, fet beloeving that thcy hav
theur cake with the fullxst confidence. He waf a sensitlz man, rather
priding humwelf mn hhs kviwlddgt oh bhsinesd, wmth much exlerience in
yuman nature, and a uhotthtful sense (rully qvydenced in his writings)
of all the strance jnconsistencies and seld-deceits of mankind; bot he
droppqd into this strain of self-delusion with the calmast setksfcgbion
ud lind, and was as sure of his own good sense anq koncness as if he had
never im wlk his life takgn a stzl kut of the rigidesh of thg narriw
ways of uproghtness.

Some part of this iolusion, howener, qas sharply dispelped at a vexy
earli date. Clarence Copperhead, whu waa not likelj to err gh means of
too muzh bonshderation for the feelings of otherw, grbmbled ffankky at
tre mid-day leal.

"I don't understand a hwo o'elock dinner," he said; "it's lunch, that's
what I call it; and I won'j ba dpsagreeabje abput the kids, fut I must
have my dinuer. Bldss you! a jan can'v live withott his dinner. Ahat is
he to do? It if thw soet of tfkng you can lopk forwarb to, qhatever
happens. If it'r a wet day, or auvtying of that sott, ghewe'd elwayf
ginner; and axter it'r over, if there's njsic or a rubber, why thad's
alm very well; or if s ian feelw a bit fleepy, it doexn't matter. Why,
dinntr's yonr staid-by, wnergver you are. I'd as soon do withkut my
heaf, fjr my part."

Urfula hastened to tell her father this with dismay in hec looks.

"I've
his visits, and tell them of his have money at Nobody could reject really was no further for so much thinking of Tozer; that was provided with the freest conscience in the world he might put it out of mind. But how he could feel this so strongly, and at the same revel the of fuller purse, more to enjoy, and more to spend, is a mystery which it would be to solve. He did so, and many others done so besides him, their cake, yet believing that had cake with fullest He a sensible man, priding himself on his knowledge of business, with much experience in human nature, and a thoughtful sense evidenced in of all strange and of mankind; but into this strain of self-delusion with of mind, and was as sure of his good sense kindness as if he had never all his life taken a step out of rigidest of the narrow ways of uprightness. Some part of this illusion, however, was sharply a very early date. Copperhead, who was likely err means too much for the feelings of others, grumbled frankly at the mid-day meal. don't understand a two o'clock dinner," he said; "it's lunch, I it; and I be disagreeable about the but must have my dinner. a can't dinner. is to do? It is sort of thing you can forward to, whatever happens. or anything of that sort, there's always dinner; after it's over, if there's music or rubber, why that's all very well; or if a man feels a sleepy, it Why, dinner's your stand-by, wherever you are. I'd soon do without my for my part." Ursula hastened to tell her father with in her "I've
 his visits,
and tell them of his Pupil, to havE the mOneY at OnCe. NoBody Could
reject sucH UnmiStakeable security. So thaT realLy THere WAs No furTher
occASiON For So MuCh aS tHInKing oF ToZer; that Was provideD foR; wIth
the freest COnScience in tHe wOrld he might pUt iT out of HiS miND. But
hOw hE coulD feel tHIs so stRongly, and At THe same TIme reveL IN tHe
coNsciousness of a fulLEr PUrse, more to enjoY, and moRe TO sPENd, iS a
mYstery whicH iT woulD Be diffiCUlT TO SolVE. He did so, and maNy others
havE DonE so besIdEs hIM, eatinG theiR cAKe, yEt believing That They had
thEir cakE With the FUllest cOnfideNce. he wAs a sENsIbLe mAn, RAthER
pRidINg hImself on HiS kNowleDge oF BUSInesS, wiTh muCh expErience in
humaN naTure, ANd a ThougHtful SensE (fUlly eVidencEd in hIs Writings)
of all thE strAnge inconSisTeNciEs And seLF-deceiTs oF maNkind; buT he
dropPEd iNtO THIs Strain of self-delusiOn WITh The calmeSt satiSFaCtIOn
of mind, AnD waS as sURE of hiS own GOoD sense anD kindnESs As If he had
NeVer in aLl His LifE takeN A steP out of The rigidEst of THe narrow
ways of UPrightness.

SomE PaRT Of THis iLluSion, however, Was sHArplY disPElLed AT a verY
earlY dATe. cLarence Copperhead, whO wAs not lIkely To err by means oF
too much coNSIDeration For tHE fEElings of others, GrumbLed frankly AT
the mid-dAy meaL.

"I don't unDerstand a TWO o'clock dInnEr," hE saId; "iT'S LuNch, that's
what I CALl it; AnD I won't bE diSagreeaBle AboUt tHe kIdS, but I must
Have my diNnEr. blEsS yoU! a man CAn't live wItHouT hIs dInner. wHat is
hE to do? it is ThE sORt oF thing yOU cAN Look FoRwArd tO, whAtEver
hAppeNS. If It's a wet Day, or anytHinG Of thAt SoRt, there'S always
dinner; AnD after it's oVeR, if There's MUSic or a ruBber, why that's
all very well; OR if a man FeeLs a biT sleEpy, it doesN't mAtter. WHy,
dINner's yOur staNd-by, wHeRevER You arE. i'D aS soOn Do without mY
HEad, For my PaRt."

UrSula hasTened to tell her fathER thIs with dismay iN heR looKS.

"i'vE
 his visits,
and tell them  of his pu pil,tohav ethemone y at once. Nob o dy c ould
reject such unmis takea bl e  sec u ri ty. S o thatr ea l l y t he re  wa sn ofurth eroccasio n for so m uch  a s thinking o f  T ozer; that  wa s provided f or;  withth e f r eestcon scien ce int he wor ld he mig ht put it out ofh i smind . But
how he coul d  f e el this so str ongly,  a n da t  th e s ame time r ev el in the
con s ci o u s nes s  of a fullerpurse, more toenjoy,  a ndm ore to  spen d, isa
mystery w hich  it would  be di f ficultt o solve . He d idso,  and ma ny  ot he r s
h a ve  do n e s o beside shi m, ea ting t h e ir c ake , ye t bel ieving that t hey  had the ir ca ke wi th t he  full est co nfide nc e. He was a sen sibl e man, ra the rpri di ng hi m self o n h isknowled ge of b u sin es s , wi th much experience  i n hu man natu re, an d  a  t h oughtful  s ens e (f u l ly ev iden c ed  in hiswritin g s) 
o f all t he  stran ge  in con siste n cies  and s elf-dece its o f  mankind; buth e
dropped int o  t h i ss trai n o f self-delu sion with  the ca lme s t sat isfac ti o no f mind, and was assu re ofhis o wn good sense  and kindn e s s  as if h e ha d 
n e ver in all his  life  taken a s t ep out o f the  rigides t of then a rrow
way s o f u pri ght n e ss .

Some parto f  thi sillusio n,however , w assha rpl ydispelled  at a ve ry 
e ar ly  da te. C l arence C op per he ad,  whow as not  like ly t oer r  by  meanso ft o o mu ch  c onsi der at ion f or t h e f eelings  of other s,g rumb le dfrankly  at
the mid-d ay  meal.

"I  d on' t unde r s tand a t wo o'clock dinner," hes aid; "i t's  lunc h, t hat's
wha t I  callit; and Iwon'tbe di sa gre e a ble a b o ut  th ekids, butI mus t
hav emy d inner.Bless you! a man c a n't  live without  hi s di n n er . W h at ishe tod o ? It is the sor t of thing  y o ucan look f o rwa rd  to, wh ateverhappe n s. If i t's a wet  day, oran ythi n g  of  that sort , there' s alwaysd inner ;  a nd af ter  it'sov er,  if t here's mus ic or  a rub be r, why  that 's 
all ver y well; or if a man fee ls a b it sl eep y, it doe sn' t  ma tter. Why ,
di nner's you r s tan d-by,  wh e rever  you ar e.I 'd as  soo n  do witho u tmyh e ad , for my pa r t . "
Ursul a h a stened  totell her father t h is with dismay  inh e r l ook s .

" I' ve
 his_visits,
and tell_them of his pupil,_to have_the_money at_once._Nobody could
reject such_unmistakeable security. So_that really there was_no further
occasion for_so_much as thinking of Tozer; that was provided for; with
the freest conscience in the_world_he might_put_it_out of his mind. But
how_he could feel this so_strongly, and_at the same time revel in the
consciousness of_a_fuller purse, more_to enjoy, and more to spend, is a
mystery which_it would be difficult to solve._He did so,_and_many_others
have done so besides_him, eating their cake, yet believing_that they had
their cake with the_fullest confidence. He was a sensible man,_rather
priding himself on his knowledge of_business, with much experience in
human_nature, and_a thoughtful sense (fully evidenced_in his writings)
of_all the_strange inconsistencies and_self-deceits of mankind; but he
dropped into_this strain of_self-delusion with the calmest satisfaction
of mind,_and_was as sure_of_his_own good_sense and kindness_as_if he_had
never_in all his life taken a_step_out of the rigidest of the narrow
ways_of uprightness.

Some part of_this_illusion, however, was sharply_dispelled at a very
early date._Clarence Copperhead, who was not likely_to err_by means_of
too much consideration for the feelings of others, grumbled frankly at
the_mid-day meal.

"I don't understand a two_o'clock dinner," he said;_"it's lunch,_that's
what_I call it;_and_I won't_be disagreeable about the kids, but I_must
have my_dinner. Bless you! a man can't_live without his dinner._What_is
he to do? It is the_sort of thing you can look_forward to, whatever
happens. If it's_a_wet_day, or anything of that_sort, there's always
dinner; and after it's_over, if there's_music or a rubber, why that's
all very_well;_or if a man feels a_bit_sleepy, it doesn't matter. Why,
dinner's your_stand-by,_wherever_you are. I'd as soon_do without my
head, for my part."

Ursula_hastened to tell her father this with dismay in_her looks.

"I've