NOW, what I want is, Facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wantedin life. Plant nothing else, and root out everything else. You can only form the minds of reasoninganimals upon Facts: nothing else will ever be of any service to them.

This is the principle on which Ibring up my own children, and this is the principle on which I bring up these children.

Stick toFacts, sir!'The scene was a plain, bare, monotonous vault of a school-room, and the speaker's squareforefinger emphasized his observations by underscoring every sentence with a line on theschoolmaster's sleeve.

The emphasis was helped by the speaker's square wall of a forehead, whichhad his eyebrows for its base, while his eyes found commodious cellarage in two dark caves,overshadowed by the wall.

The emphasis was helped by the speaker's mouth, which was wide, thin,and hard set.

The emphasis was helped by the speaker's voice, which was inflexible, dry, anddictatorial.

The emphasis was helped by the speaker's hair, which bristled on the skirts of his baldhead, a plantation of firs to keep the wind from its shining surface, all covered with knobs, like thecrust of a plum pie, as if the head had scarcely warehouse-room for the hard facts stored inside.

Thespeaker's obstinate carriage, square coat, square legs, square shoulders,-nay, his very neckcloth,trained to take him by the throat with an unaccommodating grasp, like a stubborn fact, as it was,-all helped the emphasis.