A Story of Professor Blackie.

Feilding Star, Volume XV, Issue 300, 28 April 1894, Page 4

A Story of Professor Blackie.

The Boston Transcript tells the follow* ing story of Professor Blackie: Blackie was lecturing to a new class with whose personnel he was imperfectly acquainted A student rose to read a paragraph, his book in his left hand. " Sir ! '' thundered Blackie, " hold your book in your right hand ! " — and as the student would have spoken — " No words Bir! Your right bandlsay." Tbestudeni held uphis riyht arm ending piteously «t the wrist. „ Sir, I hae nae riuht haa'i !" he said Before Blackie could open his lip* there ros^ -uch a storm of lmsps as one perhaps must go to Edinubrtzh to hear; and by it vis voice was orerborne Then the Profepsor left bis pl>.ce and went down to ih<* student he had unwillingly hurt, put his arm around the lad's shoulder, and drew him clo>e, and toe lad leaned against his breast. "Mj boj," said Blackie— He apoke very softly, bnt not ko sofily but that every word wa- audible in the hush that had fallen on the class room — " My boy, yoii.ll forgive me that I was over rough P 1 did not know, I did not know!" He turned to the students and wi h a subdued lone that came straight from his heart, lie said : ' and let me say to you ali, 1 am rejoiced to be shown 1 am teaching a class of gentlemen " Scottish lads can cheer as well as hiss, and that Blackie learned.