When He Was Twenty-three Or Twenty-four My

With My Somewhat Vague Aspiring Mind, To Be Imprisoned In The Rude Details Of A Most Material Life Was Often Irksome.

It Is Curious That, With My Somewhat Antinomian Tendencies, I Should Have Gone To Trinity Hall - Which Was, And Is, Before All A Law College - And Should Thus Have Been Thrown Into Close Touch With The Legal Element In Life.

And Where There Had Been Only Jeers Or Taunts At First, Crowds Came To Listen With Serious And Sympathetic Mien.

When He Was Twenty-three Or Twenty-four My Father Began To Learn German And Read Philosophy In His Spare Hours, Which Did Not Look As Though He Were Destined To Remain Long On Board Ship!

I Might Have Simply Settled Down Into An Armchair Literary Life. I Really Don't Know Exactly Why I Didn't.