44 A FEW MEMORIES
most disheartening. Though already advanced i years, he was full of fire and vigor. The expre sion of his face was stern and far from encourai ing; and his manner on that day was annoying i its extreme brusqueness. He insisted upon ir reading from a book. This was a blow; a boc is such a hinderance when you know the won thoroughly. I began the first scene from " Ria ard the Third:5'
" l Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that lowered upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried!'"
" Stop 1" he thundered ; " you would split tl ears of the groundlings with a voice like that This reproof, though he nearly split our ears i uttering it, was well merited, for I had not y learned that one cannot touch the heart by pier ing the ear. But it seemed then a cruelly unju rebuke. His constant interruptions embarrass* and put me at my worst. Tyro-like, I chafed ar champed under the curb, and my relief knew i bounds when the ten lessons, of an hour eac were over. The experience, however, had tame clipped, and done me general good, and I she always be grateful to that capital actor and teache of my plans.