I'll take this wild Indian boy, brought up in the woods, and as free and careless as a deer, and in six months I'll change him into a canting, crop-eared, whining pen-machine, with quills behind his ears, and a back always bending humbly.

I'll take this honest barbarian and make a civilized and enlightened individual out of him--that is to say, I'll change him into a rascal and a hypocrite." With which misanthropic words Mr.Rushton nodded in a surly way to the smiling Squire, and took his way down the road toward Winchester.
"Well, well," said the old gentleman, looking after him, "Rushton seems to be growing rougher than ever;--what a pity that so noble a heart should have such a husk.

His was a hard trial, however--we should not be surprised.

Rough-headed fellow! he thinks he can do everything with that resolute will of his;--but the idea of chaining to a writing-desk that wild boy, Verty!" And the old gentleman re-entered the house smiling cheerfully, as was his wont..