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Lewis whispered, "You'll get no good out of her now, her temper's up; you'd better go. She don't know what she's a-saying of." "If one of us has to go," said William, taking the hint, "there can't be much doubt which of us." He stood at the door holding his hat, just as if he were going to put it on. Esther stood with her back turned to him. At last he said "Good-bye, Jackie.
'The master the head the boss of the show. 'Over there, she said, pointing to a stout man in a dirty linen jacket who was sleeping in the sun; 'but I don't advise you to wake him sudden. His temper's contrary, especially these hot days. Better have a shot while you're waiting. 'It's rather important, said Cyril. 'It'll be very profitable to him. I think he'll be sorry if we take it away.
"Mr. Pierce seems to have let go both barrels at once," he said with a strong effort of control. "Pretty little exhibition of temper, isn't it?" said Hal, smiling. "Temper's expensive. Perhaps we'll teach Elias M. Pierce that lesson before we're through. You remember it, too, next time you start in on a muckraking jag."
That is, if you really want him." The barber eyed me doubtfully. "He's sober enough, just now; been swearin off liquor for a week. I dare say you know his temper's uncertain at such times." I did not know it, but was too far committed to retreat. "Well, you'll find him down the yard green door to the right, with the brass knocker.
The courage born of God, not man, The truth to speak, cost what it may; The patience to endure the trials That form a part of every day; The purpose firm, the will to do The right, wherever we may be; The wisdom to reprove the faults That in our loved ones we may see, Reprove in tone and spirit sweet, And ne'er in temper's eloquence; The heart to love the ones in wrong, While wrong we hate in every sense; The strength to do our daily task As unto God, for we're his own, To seek his approbation sweet, And not men's praise, fame, or renown, These, these, and more, are things we need If Christ we'd represent indeed.
She folded it and put it in the pocket of her dress. Then turned to go and stopped at the door. "One thing more," she added. "Do you know Mrs. Glenarm's present address?" "Ye're no' reely going to Mistress Glenarm?" "That is no concern of yours. You can answer my question or not, as you please." "Eh, my leddy! yer temper's no' what it used to be in the auld times at the hottle.
"Wrong, wrong!" said I, striding under the trees as we slanted to the right for Tombreck. "His manner is provoking." "I've seen him polish it pretty well for the ladies." "His temper's always on the boil." "Spirit, man; spirit! I like a fellow of warmth now and then." "He took it most ungraciously when we put him out of the Provost's house on the night of the squabble in the town."
"So, then, as I've heered, he went to her father, a tryin' to make it appear, as nigh as I can make out, that he'd got suthin' in the shape of a conscience that he wanted to whiten over a little more to his own satisfaction afore he went away. "Wall, Bede and his daughter used to be called about one piece for temper, though I don't reckon that temper's lackin' allays 'cause it don't show.
"And your temper's gone out, too, eh, Professor?" "What do you mean?" "That you are simply lusting to be on the warpath," I laughed. "It might do you good to come and see the hooligans with me to-night. Besides, if we could settle the chalice case promptly we might be investigating the hotel robberies before the end of the week." This suggestion clinched the matter.
It is yet, alas! to be added to the convictions of the ardent in mind, that no degree of excellence in science or literature, not even the immortality of a name can exempt its possessor from obedience to moral discipline; or give him happiness, unless "temper's image" be stamped on his daily words and actions. St. Pierre's life was sadly embittered by his own conduct.
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