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with in the management of the turtle, stimulated him to
further experiments. “ Perseverance,” he continued, “can
acconiplish every thing; and before long I may possibly
become as good a carpenter as I am—the turtle for proof—
a good cook.”

Philip shook his head, and looked grave. Charles wil-
fully misinterpreted the gesture, and added, “So you
doubt my abilities: this is mortifying enough; but I
shall not complain, for I know that my essay at chair-
making gave you no great idea of my mechanical inge-
nuity.”

“| pray you, my lord, never mention that matter again.”

“Qn the contrary,” replied the count, quite good hu-
mouredly, “I must go in search of my poor chair, which
I shall probably find underneath the tree, where, in my
folly, I threw it so angrily. I will then solicit the loan
of your hatchet and saw, which I once so obstinately re-
fused when you were so kind as to offer them.”

Philip was startled at, the openness of the count’s lan-
guage while speaking of these circumstances, and con-
jared him never to recall the past.

“Tf you had said any thing to me that was not true,”
rejoined the count, “ perhaps I might be excused were I to
repeat your remarks with an angry feeling; but your les-