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And France, for I am French, and I should like to know to whom I belong." "France," said Toline, quietly, "is an English province; chief city, Calais." "Calais!" cried Paganel. "So you think Calais still belongs to the English?" "Certainly." "And that it is the capital of France?" "Yes, sir; and it is there that the Governor, Lord Napo-leon, lives."
"Yes, alone; the Reverend Paxton put me in charge of Jeffries Smith; but unfortunately the poor man was killed." "And you did not know any one else on the train?" "No one, madam; but God watches over children and never forsakes them." Toline said this in soft, quiet tones, which went to the heart.
First Prize for Geography. Toline of the Lachlan." Paganel was beside himself. An Australian well versed in geography. This was marvelous, and he could not help kissing Toline on both cheeks, just as if he had been the Reverend Mr. Paxton himself, on the day of the distribution of prizes.
"But he can't be left here," added Robert. "We must " His compassionate sentence remained unfinished, for, just at that moment the child turned over in his sleep, and, to the extreme surprise of everybody, there was a large label on his shoulders, on which the following was written: TOLINE. To be conducted to Echuca. Care of Jeffries Smith, Railway Porter. Prepaid.
Their examination then commenced, after Paganel had settled his spectacles firmly on his nose, drawn himself up to his full height, and put on a solemn voice becoming to a professor. "Pupil Toline, stand up." As Toline was already standing, he could not get any higher, but he waited modestly for the geographer's questions. "Pupil Toline, what are the five divisions of the globe?"
Indeed, I was going to do it without your leave. I should very much like to see how they teach geography in the Normal School of Melbourne." "And suppose Toline trips you up, Paganel!" said McNabbs. "What a likely idea!" exclaimed the geographer. "Trip up the Secretary of the Geographical Society of France."
"Why, to the English," replied Toline, as if the fact was quite settled. "I much doubt it," returned Paganel. "But how's that, Toline, for I want to know that?" "England, Ireland, Scotland, Malta, Jersey and Guern-sey, the Ionian Islands, the Hebrides, the Shetlands, and the Orkneys." "Yes, yes, my lad; but there are other states you forgot to mention."
Toline could not understand this outburst of affection on the part of the Frenchman, and looked so puzzled that Lady Helena thought she had better inform him that Paganel was a celebrated geographer and a distinguished professor on occasion. "A professor of geography!" cried Toline. "Oh, sir, do question me!" "Question you? Well, I'd like nothing better.
He seemed half frightened at first, but the presence of Lady Helena reassured him. "Do you understand English, my little man?" asked the young lady. "I understand it and speak it," replied the child in fluent enough English, but with a marked accent. His pronunciation was like a Frenchman's. "What is your name?" asked Lady Helena. "Toline," replied the little native. "Toline!" exclaimed Paganel.
Europe, Asia, Africa, America, Oceanica, the whole world belongs to the English. My conscience! with such an ingenious education it is no wonder the natives submit. Ah, well, Toline, my boy, does the moon belong to England, too?" "She will, some day," replied the young savage, gravely. This was the climax. Paganel could not stand any more.
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