Lord Kilgobbin : a tale of Ireland in our own time . hman period, notfrom any deficiency of scholarlike ability to push on, but that, asthe poet of the Scasoiift lay in bed, because he had no motive forrising. Joe Atlee felt that there need be no urgency about takinga degree which, when he had got, he should be sorely puzzled toknow what to do with. He was a clever, ready-witted, but capriciousfellow, fond of pleasure, and self-indulgent to a degree that ill suitedhis very smallest of fortunes, for his father was a poor man, with alarge family, and had already embarrassed himself heavily by th
Lord Kilgobbin : a tale of Ireland in our own time . hman period, notfrom any deficiency of scholarlike ability to push on, but that, asthe poet of the Scasoiift lay in bed, because he had no motive forrising. Joe Atlee felt that there need be no urgency about takinga degree which, when he had got, he should be sorely puzzled toknow what to do with. He was a clever, ready-witted, but capriciousfellow, fond of pleasure, and self-indulgent to a degree that ill suitedhis very smallest of fortunes, for his father was a poor man, with alarge family, and had already embarrassed himself heavily by thecost of sending his eldest son to the university. Joes changes ofpurpose—for he had in succession abandoned law for medicine,medicine for theology, and theology for civil engineering, and,finally, gave them all up—had so outraged his father that he declaredhe would not continue any allowance to him beyond the present year ;to which Joe replied by the same post, sending back the twentypounds enclosed him, and saying : The only amendment I would. THE CHUMS. 17 make to 3our motion is—as to the date—-let it begin from to-clay. Isuppose I shall have to swim without corks some time, I may as welltry now as later on. The first experience of his swimming without corks was tolie in heel two days and smoke ; the next was to rise at daybreakand set out on a long walk into the country, from which he returnedlate at night, wearied and exhausted, having eaten but once duringthe day, Kearney, dressed fpx an evening-party, resplendent with jewellery,essenced and curled, was about to issue forth when Atlee, dusty, andway-worn, entered and threw himself into a chair. What lark have you been on, master Joe ? he said. I havenot seen you for three days, if not four! No; Ive begun to train, said he gravely. I want to seehow long a fellow could hold on to life on three pipes of Cavendishper diem. I take it that the absorbents wont be more cruel than amans creditors, and will not issue a dist
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