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ing of one of them, not knowing the other one at 

 that time, and I told him next time you come I will 

 tell you the other half of the name until then you 

 have better go to school and learn before teaching. 

 I gave him that advice in a pretty rough way, he felt 

 it and I did not pay any more attention to him. 



A number of years after he came again with an old 

 acquaintance of mine. I thought they were two 

 friends but they were not, the moment I looked at 

 my Loyola I said here is my teacher of names but I 

 was not materially sure, as it was a warm day and I 

 knew my old acquaintance was a sort of aquatic plant, 

 who could not stand long dry I went for some drink, 

 I just discovered that my chap was more or as much 

 fond of wine as of holy water, thus while drinking we 

 began to talk with animation, while I was analyzing 

 him to convince myself that I was right, our conver- 

 sation was waxing warm in exchanging some argu- 

 ments of all sorts. I think I had just recounted an 

 anecdote about a priest and a bishop, about Latin and 

 drinking. Here is the story. A Bishop had company 

 at his house and one priest of his diocese who was one 

 of his guests, at breakfast the bishop had some wine he 

 considered good and wished to know if his guests 

 appreciated it. So he asked his priest a connoisseur 

 in wine and also in Latin linguistic. Well, Mr. le 



