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THE STOICS : MARCUS AURELIUS

THE following is a picture of country-house life about the middle of the second century after Christ. It is from a letter written by a boy to his tutor.

MY DEAR FRONTO,
We are all well. I slept a little longer than usual on account of a chill, which seems better. From five o'clock this morning till eight I read Cato's book on Agriculture, and wrote-not so deplorably as yesterday. Then I went to say good-morning to my father. Then drawing honey-water into my throat and again expelling it I fomented my larynx-I won't use the vulgar word gargled, though it is used by some good writers. After attending to my throat I joined my father and was present at the sacrifice. Thence to breakfast. What do you think I took ? A morsel of bread, while the rest were devouring beans, onions, and pilchards. Then I helped to measure the grapes and sang and sweated with the labourers. At noonday I returned home. I studied a little-no good. Then I gossiped with my dear mother as she rested. I said, 'What do you think my Fronto is doing ?' We argued whether she or I loved you best : then the gong went, a sign that my father has gone to the bath. After bathing in the wine-press shed supper was laid. I don't mean that we bathed in the shed, but that after the bath we supped there and amused ourselves by listening to the banter of the rustics. Then back to my bedroom, where before I turn on my side and snore, I finish my essay and write an account of the day to my beloved master. If I could long for you more, I would gladly endure the sharper pang. Farewell, my Fronto, wherever you are, my honey, my darling, my joy! What has come over me ? I love you even in absence.

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