Digital heart book

You've been a loyal friend to me once more; give me
your hand--you've saved me again. I must do something
to rouse the spiritual side; something desperate; study
something, something dry and tough. What shall it be?
Theology? Algebra? What's algebra?"
"It's dry and tough enough," said I; "a squared + 2ab +
b squared."
"It's stimulating, though?" he inquired.
I told him I believed so, and that it was considered
fortifying to Types.
"Then that's the thing for me. I'll study algebra," he
concluded.
The next day, by application to one of his type-writing
women, he got word of a young lady, one Miss Mamie
McBride, who was willing and able to conduct him in
these bloomless meadows; and, her circumstances being
lean, and terms consequently moderate, he and Mamie
were soon in agreement for two lessons in the week. He
took fire with unexampled rapidity; he seemed unable to
tear himself away from the symbolic art; an hour's
lesson occupied the whole evening; and the original two
was soon increased to four, and then to five. I bade
him beware of female blandishments.


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