THe WMature-Student 
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I HAD made a nice piece of dissection, a pretty 
demonstration —for a junior. 
“You didn’t know a dog was put together so 
beautifully, did you?” said the professor, frankly 
enjoying the sight of the marvelous system of nerves 
laid bare by the knife. “Now, see here,” he went 
on, eyeing me keenly, “does n’t a revelation like 
that take all the moonshine about the ‘beauties of 
nature’ clean out of you?” 
I looked at the lifeless lump upon my table, and 
answered very deliberately : “No, it does n't. That’s 
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