Capitolo 2
best give families, and it enjoys a liberal table. Besides, me
I employ competent teachers, and it guarantees rapid progress, when the
student is of good, natural ability, and he will work.
"I think you it will agree with me that it is little wise man to make economy when
the correct training of a youth is in question, and that a convenient
school is better than any school a little at all.
"I have to only add that I will be very happy to receives Your youth
nephew, if you decide to send me him, and he/she will take personal
the pains to promote his/her advancement. I remain, the dear gentleman, Your obedient
servant,
"DIONYSIUS KADIX."
The Mr. Roscoe threw down the letter on the desk with an impatient
gesture.
"Five hundred dollars for year!" he exclaimed. "What the man can be
thinking of? Because, when I went to school, twenty-five years since then,
less that mean that this sum has been debited. Evidently the man is rapacious.
Allow me to see what says this other letter."
The second letter was contained in a yellow envelope, of convenient
weaving, and it was very more plebeian in aspect that the first one.
Again we will look at the shoulder of the Mr. Roscoe, and he/she read that that it
it contains. It was stamped Smithville, and the envelope was
disfigured by a stain. It started:
"Dear it gives me to like for answering Your investigations respecting
my school. I approximately have fifty pupils, part of who to say a bystander,
it is boarders. Although me gle I say, it will be hard to find some
school where more complete education is given. I look on mine
pupils as my children, and it treats them as this way. My system of
government is, therefore, kind and parental, and my pupils are often
nostalgic in vacation, passionately desiring the time to come when they is able
you return to their studies to Smith Institute. It is the favorite wish
of Mrs. Smith and me to make our young positions happy, and to
you advance them, from pleasant roads on in bloom lawns, to the inside
short of knowledge.
"Predicaments!" murmured the Mr. Roscoe. "I understand what wants to say all this."