It was thus that I learn that I had passed the all-important school final examination – the goal of my ten years of schooling, the passport to career, the hope of my parents, and the dream of my brothers. I jumped up and rushed out of the room, and there were all of them and a telegram passing from hand to hand, and much laughter and more congratulations. Then suddenly good eight-hour sleep was broken by shouts and laughter, and my mother and aunts and brothers and sister were all calling out my name in various tones of endearment and ecstasy. But as I never dreamt that the publication could be so early, this reflection left no impression on my mind. After that any change would have been pleasant and this retreat into our rural home was heavenly indeed, – only to be disturbed now and then by doubts and fears and hopes all centering around the result of the all-important examination. I was in a happy mood of relaxation from the laborious months of preparation that had proceeded it. I was in my village home after the school final examination was over. Strange I should have forgotten it, for was I not in the habit of recalling the joyousness of that day wherever a pleasant thought was wanted. It was the day when I learned that I had passed the school final examination. And then it flashed through my mind: of course, there is such a day which yet lives as the happiest in my life. these thoughts rambled through my mind, as I alternately scanned a blank horizon and dived into a chaos of memories. Is there any such day? It is possible to have one in a life like mine, bound by routine, punctuated by the performance of duties-most of them unpleasant, – varied only by adventures which are a private treasury of pleasing memories, not incidents to be gloried in.
When I was first asked the question, I was frankly puzzled.
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