He may make a poet or a painter, or you may make a sojer of him, though worse men than him's good enough for that--but a bad merchant, a lazy lawyer, and a miserable mathematician.
He has wit and conscientiousness, so ye mustn't think of making a clergyman of him." "Binnie!" says the Colonel gravely, "you are always sneering at the cloth." "When I think that, but for my appointment to India, I should have been a luminary of the faith and a pillar of the church! grappling with the ghostly enemy in the pulpit, and giving out the psawm.

Eh, sir, what a loss Scottish Divinity has had in James Binnie!" cries the little civilian with his most comical face.

"But that is not the question.
My opinion, Colonel, is, that young Scapegrace will give you a deal of trouble; or would, only you are so absurdly proud of him that you think everything he does is perfaction.

He'll spend your money for you: he'll do as little work as need be.

He'll get into scrapes with the sax.