"Ma, dear, how much you do know; you can tell something of every bird and beast and insect. I wonder if I ever shall know as much?"
"My child, you know much more of this delightful kind of study than I did at your age. Until you were four years old my information on such subjects was very limited."
"And why did you study, mother, dear?"
"I had a strong incentive; I studied because I loved you."
Bolax pressed close to his mother's side. "Oh, Ma, dear! I will study too because I love you."
When Mr. Allen returned in the evening, Bo went to the gate to meet him, and threw his arms around his father's neck, asking to be forgiven and promising to be a good boy in the future. Mr. Allen clasped the dear child to his heart wondering if he had made a mistake in his manner of chastising a boy with such a loving disposition.
That night the good mother told of Bo's desire to change schools.
"That's just what I intended proposing; I had a conversation with old Mathews, who has brought up seven sons. He thinks from what I told him of our son, a change would be just what he requires at present."
A few days after this, Mrs. Allen took Bo up to the College and begged the President to admit him.
"He is entirely below the age, Madame," remarked the President, "we have no pupils under twelve years of age;" however, he allowed himself to be persuaded and acceded to the lady's request on condition that the boy should have a special tutor, which would cost an extra fee.