_But I have known men_,
_spacious in the possession of bricks and mortar_, _who have not so
much made their houses as their houses have made them_. _Turn such an
one out of his home_, _and he is a bare_ "_O without a figure_,"
_counting for nothing in the sum of things_. _He only is truly
himself who has nature in him_, _when the old shell is cracked_, _to
build up a new one about him out of the pith and substance of
himself_.
Ten days after the reconnaissance described in the last chapter, the
pioneers of the school were again upon the ground.
On Monday, March 27th, a goods train of eighteen trucks, chartered by the
Uppingham masters, was unloading three hundred bedsteads, with their
bedding, on Borth platform. These were to be distributed among the
quarters of their respective owners, in some dozen different houses,
which we had engaged in addition to the hotel. The workmen were mostly
Welshmen, anxious to be doing, but understanding imperfectly the speech
of their employers. With the eagerness of their temperament, they went
at the trucks, and Babel began.
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