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An intelligent young man, a promising student, just back from Brown University, was met at the Union depot by an elderly man, who made a grasp at the young man's hand and even essayed to clasp him in his arms. The young man shook hands with the enthusiastic native in a non-committal sort of way, and said, in not unfriendly tones, "Well, indeed, my dear fellah-I really-your face is rather familiar; it seems to me I have met you somewhere, and yet I can't exactly place you." The father gazed at his distinguished son, and went back to his office with an unalterable determination to bind out his sons to shoemakers and blacksmiths.-[Burlington Hawkeye.