[This particular record is noteworthy principally for containing a paper by my friend, the Professor, with a poem or two annexed or intercalated.

I would suggest to young persons that they should pass over it for the present, and read, instead of it, that story about the young man who was in love with the young lady, and in great trouble for something like nine pages, but happily married on the tenth page or thereabouts, which, I take it for granted, will be contained in the periodical where this is found, unless it differ from all other publications of the kind.

Perhaps, if such young people will lay the number aside, and take it up ten years, or a little more, from the present time, they may find something in it for their advantage.

They can't possibly understand it all now.] My friend, the Professor, began talking with me one day in a dreary sort of way.

I couldn't get at the difficulty for a good while, but at last it turned out that somebody had been calling him an old man .-- He didn't mind his students calling him THE old man, he said.
That was a technical expression, and he thought that he remembered hearing it applied to himself when he was about twenty-five.