Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III. A SUNDAY WITH MR. JORMAN. ' I AHE intimacy between Mr. Jorman and myself grew A so rapidly that we soon became nearly inseparable. His conversation invariably entertained me, and was often highly instructive ; and it was natural that he should enjoy my enjoyment of it. His habitual style was somewhat rattling, occasionally verging on slang, with great animation of voice and gesture. But he had many whimsical moods : at one time he would assume the tone of a precise pedant and, at another, would act to perfection the part of a grave lecturer dealing in pompous circumlocutions. As the reader has observed, he was much addicted to the application of nicknames, though he did not take that liberty to the face of any member of our circle, except myself. After the picnic, he always spoke to me of the Professor as " Old Delicious," and called the Judge, " Delaware and Lackawanna " at first, but soon abbreviated that name to " D. and L." My name was " Knowledge-compeller " for a day or two ; then, for a while, it was " Nol-comp," and it finally took the form of " Nolly," which it has retained ever since. Jorman's uniform habit of addressing me and speaking of me by that name has had some amusing results. I have received letters addressed to " Mr. Oliver Bidrop," and have been so introduced to persons with whom no one would think of jesting. A few minutes ago, ayoungmatron extended toward me a soft palm, with a diminutive hand lying in it, and said : " Nolly dear, did you ever see any thing so pretty as baby's little tapering fingers ?" On Sunday morning, after breakfast, Dr. Ingleman conducted devotions in the parlor. He read the ninetieth psalm, and the words, " Let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us," became the keynote of his prayer. With simple language, whi...