'Some of you have lost the step,' said the general.

'Look at me, and begin again.
Left! right! left! right!' The line was once more in order, and I observed a new army on the opposite side of the room, performing the same manoeuvres, always to the tune of 'Kendall's March.' After a time the recess closed, and order was again restored.

In about half an hour I approached a class which was reciting behind the railing.

'Miss A.,' said a teacher, 'how many kinds of magnitude are there ?' _Miss A._ (Answer inaudible.) _Several voices._ 'We can't hear.' _Teacher._ 'Will you try to speak a little louder, Miss A. ?" "Some of the class at length seemed _to guess_ the meaning of the young lady, but _I_ was unable to do even that until the answer was repeated by the teacher.

Finding that I should derive little instruction from the recitation, I returned to the sofa.
"In a short time the _propositions_ were read.