CHAPTER IX.
ROUND BOYS IN SQUARE HOLES The high prize of life, the crowning fortune of a man, is to be born with a bias to some pursuit, which finds him in employment and happiness .-- EMERSON.
There is hardly a poet, artist, philosopher, or man of science mentioned in the history of the human intellect, whose genius was not opposed by parents, guardians, or teachers.

In these cases Nature seems to have triumphed by direct interposition; to have insisted on her darlings having their rights, and encouraged disobedience, secrecy, falsehood, even flight from home and occasional vagabondism, rather than the world should lose what it cost her so much pains to produce .-- E.

P.WHIPPLE.
I hear a voice you cannot hear, Which says, I must not stay; I see a hand you cannot see, Which beckons me away.
TICKELL.
"James Watt, I never saw such an idle young fellow as you are," said his grandmother; "do take a book and employ yourself usefully.

For the last half-hour you have not spoken a single word.

Do you know what you have been doing all this time?
Why, you have taken off and replaced, and taken off again, the teapot lid, and you have held alternately in the steam, first a saucer and then a spoon, and you have busied yourself in examining and, collecting together the little drops formed by the condensation of the steam on the surface of the china and the silver.