Words led to other words,
and he might soon find himself involved in what would seem like a defense--
an attitude which he did not relish, a course of which he did not
acknowledge the need. "Poor Joe!" he thought; "sitting too much by himself
and following over-closely the art of putting things together--anyhow!" Joe
Foster must have more company and different things to consider. What large
standard work--what history, biography, or bulky mass of memoirs in from
four to eight volumes--would be the best to begin on before the winter
should be too far spent?
Four or five days later, Randolph wrote to Cope that there was a good
prospect for a small position in the administration offices of the
University, and a week later Lemoyne was in that position. Cope, who
recognized Randolph's handling of the matter as a personal favor, replied
in a tone of some warmth. "He's really a very decent fellow, after all,--of
course he is," pronounced Randolph. Lemoyne himself wrote more tardily and
more coolly. He was taking time from his Psychology and from "The Antics of
Annabella," it appeared, to acquaint himself with the routine of his new
position.
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