Cæsar jam mille passus processerat, summâ diligentiâ.
Cæsar had now advanced a mile with the greatest diligence—
not on the top of the vehicle so named, as a young gentleman was once flogged for saying.
Qui non abest a scholâ centenis millibus passuum, balatronem novi.
I know a blackguard who is not absent a hundred miles from the school.
“Cantare et apponere” to sing and apply, is the maxim we would here inculcate on our youthful readers.
Every verb admits a genitive case of the name of a city or town in which any thing takes place, so that it be of the first or second declension, and of the singular number, as
Quid Romæ faciam? mentiri nescio:
What shall I do at Rome? I know not how to lie.
What a bare-faced perversion of the truth that cock and bull story is of Curtius jumping into the hole in the forum. How the Romans managed to get credit from any body but the tailors is to us a mystery.