Perhaps I am a failure.

Perhaps I am not made for study.

I want to go out into the world.

I want to see life--to live.
I don't want any military academy; I 'd sooner go to sea--anywhere where I can do something and be something." Mr.Bronson looked at him kindly.

"It is only through study that you can hope to do something and be something in the world," he said.
Joe threw up his hand with a gesture of despair.
"I know how you feel about it," Mr.Bronson went on; "but you are only a boy, very much like that young sparrow we were watching.