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A DAY AT DULWICH
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DuLWiCH is dear to thousands of men and
boys. Thousands talk of it, write of it, and
hear of it with pleasure ; and perhaps every
view in which it is regarded arouses in them
a certain amount of interest because of the
contrast which it presents with their own.
Dulwich is, as most people know, a great
school, in which there are day-boys and
boarders — generally five or six times as many
day-boys as boarders : its Statutes thus order
the proportion ; for boarders hang more
closely together than day-boys, and where
they preponderate in numbers, since there is
always a tendency in regulations of all kinds
to accommodate themselves to the interest
of the stronger body, the interests of the
day-boys are often a little disregarded. The
existence of day-boys and boarders side by
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side, the former numerically far stronger than
the latter, is of great value to the school.
The presence of boarders is valuable as
strengthening that independent tone, and that
temper of generosity and public spirit which
should prevail at a school ; and the presence
and strength of the day-boys is valuable as
tempering the independence of the tone. At
a boarding school there is always a danger
that boys will form their own code of laws
and rules of life without any reference to
the opinions of their elders ; and obviously
boys are not able to do this with profit to
Dulwich has grown to its present position
through curious stages. About three hundred
years ago, Edward AUeyn the actor acquired
a large estate in the south of what is now
London over the border, and provided on it
a College — for a warden, fellows, a chaplain,
alms-men and alms- women, and twelve poor
scholars. For this institution he asked for
a charter. But there was a delay of nine
years on the part of the Lord Chancellor —
Lord Chancellor Bacon — in granting this
charter ; no one knows exactly why ; but
in days when individuals have great power
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and there is not much pubUcity in the con-
duct of business, many abuses occur. During
these nine years Alleyn's views altered. He
wished his school to be like Winchester and
Eton, and he applied to these schools for
information as to school arrangements. The
charter however was granted at last in the
terms of his original application, apparently
much to his annoyance, and the school
gradually settled itself to follow the charter.
This was its authorised guide of life until
in the middle of last century Parliament
arranged a new scheme for it.
At this time there was need, as there had
been often before, for some interference in
the affairs of Dulwich College, or rather
of AUeyn's College of God's Gift. The
Warden and Fellows were of little use in the
world ; they succumbed often, as many people
succumb, to the temptations which beset
wealth and idleness ; they were apt to be
self-indulgent, conceited, and quarrelsome,
narrow in their views and mean in their pro-
ceedings ; a poor set of people, well clad and
well fed, with a varnish of politeness, but
often somewhat rotten at heart. As to the
school, the fewer boys there were, the more
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comfortable were these misguided men ; and
naturally therefore there were very few boys
— poor scholars — poor in wealth, but poorer
in a truer sense, because of the incompetence
of their masters. Much to the good of every
one, the Commissioners interfered with this
unsatisfactory position ; and now began a
long wrangle, in which many men, whose
hearts were kind enough, lost their tempers,
and considered each other, very unjustly,
both knaves and fools. One set of men took
their stand upon the terms of the charter,
and demanded the estabhshment of a school
for poor scholars ; the other upon the second
intention of AUeyn, and demanded a school
like Eton and Winchester. Eventually the
dispute was settled by the establishment of
what was really needful ; the great revenues
of the estate were applied partly to the estab-
lishment of schools in poor neighbourhoods
in London, in parishes with which AUeyn
was closely connected, partly of a school
for poorer boys in Dulwich, and partly of
Dulwich College itself. There were never
wanting, during the long unholy wrangle
that took place concerning the matter, men
connected with the College who desired only
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a school for poorer boys, whose education
they wished to be directed simply to the
earning of their daily wages ; and the presence
of this desire in some of the College autho-
rities prolonged the wrangle, and did much
to starve the College, by lessening the grants
made to it. But Dulwich at last emerged
as a great public school, for circumstances
continually and steadily proved their desire
to be foolish, though as was natural, they
refused to abandon it, and never could really
bring themselves to see that they had been
all along mistaken. These sad times are
nearly past, and there is little to remind the
present generation of them, excepting a bitter
memory or two, or a misconception or two,
the records of antiquarians, and the shape
of the College buildings.
The days that are spent in Dulwich College
now are those spent under those circumstances
which are best for boys, the circumstances
of public school life, and of the best kind.
No doubt these days have many blemishes
in them. Education generally has received
so much attention lately that it is not likely
to have escaped without harm from its friends.
Man has power to make excellent arrange-
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ments, and excellent schemes ; and also bad
arrangements and bad schemes, thinking that
they are excellent ; and those who are called
experts sometimes make arrangements of the
latter as well as of the former kind. Even
if the schemes are good, human nature, as
shown in boys and masters, will still contrive
to bring some mischief out of them ; and
if on the other hand they are bad, human
nature will still contrive to bring some good
out of them. Thus in life at Dulwich, as in
that of every other public school, there are
plenty of blemishes and there is plenty of
good ; and the following pages represent an
attempt to describe just one day of it.
I suppose that of almost all the machinery
working in the world, the machinery at school
is least seen, and its nature taken most on
trust. No one visits form rooms during
lesson time, and the accounts which boys
carry home are often not to be trusted ; not
because boys distort them on purpose, but
because, as every one knows, accurate state-
ment is nearly impossible excepting among
those who are trained to make it, and because
no one at school sees quite all that happens,
and, when he is young, guesses badly at the
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rest. It is possible also to take exception to
the tone of many accounts of school life given
in stories, in which boys are represented as
continually trying to evade the school rules,
as subjects by no means in sympathy
with the powers that are supposed to con-
trol them ; and again as speaking continually
in a kind of strange semi-smart dialogue of
repartee one to the other ; and as destitute
of serious thoughts or hopes. These stories are
objectionable, among other reasons, because
they do mischief to boys, and because they
largely misrepresent both fact and nature.
No doubt when boys are grouped, with twenty-
j&ve in a group, in front of their master, each
boy apparently doing the same thing, but
each boy different from the other, and from
his master — no doubt outward similarity im-
plies a certain amount of hypocrisy or acting.
Often one boy is thinking about his pocket-
money, another about his play, another about
his dog or his rabbits, or something to eat,
or some one with whom he has quarrelled,
and only a few about irregular verbs and
their work. But even this is not always
true, and as a rule, with most masters, most
boys attend to their work, and really do not
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dislike it. No doubt this is a fact which
it is possible to overstate, and no doubt the
mind of a boy often rebels against the re-
straint which he must endure at school. But
as a rule boys, who almost constantly need
this restraint, would feel much ashamed of
their school if their school did not require
it of them, and the same is true far more
completely with regard to out- of- school life.
For discipline, whatever it may have been
in past times, is as a rule reasonable in these
days, and boys are reasonable, as they always
have been, and like to be kept in order. A
boy who is undisciplined loses much which
he himself values. When old boys come back
to school, if they say to their master as some
boys do, perhaps with an air of triumph,
'* I used to play at catch in preparation,''
or '' You used to think I learnt my lessons,
but I did not,'' or '' I used to crib," their
master speaks in accordance with their real
sense when he says, '' The more foolish you !
you were miserably silly in doing what you
say that you did."
Perhaps some day this view may prevail
among those who write stories for boys, and
also among all parents. An old man's stories
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of his school Hfe are even now often of the
kind that these triumphing boys tell to their
masters ; stories that he managed by some
trickery or some deceit to avoid doing what
it was good for him to do ; as though he were
to boast of not having taken his doctor's
medicine when he was sick, or having eaten
things that disagreed with him when he was
healthy ; or of having eluded some one who
was looking for him to give him a hundred
pounds. Learning, however, is worth many
hundreds of pounds, and not one hundred
only, and is less likely to be misapplied.
Such an old man makes a bad father in this
important respect, and, so far as he is a bad
father, his children will requite him for his
badness, just as David's children requited
It is a pretty sight, one which pleases those
who Hke to look at healthy and joyous life,
and one which causes reflection to any one
who philosophises upon human affairs, to
see the Dulwich boys come to school. From
every one of the avenues converging upon
the school, by almost all ways of conveyance,
the train, the motor-car, the bicycle, the un-
aided foot, walking fast and slowly, thinking
and thoughtless, with lessons known and
unknown, careless and full of care, eager and
stolid, ambitious and unaspiring, from almost
every other house, and from the four board-
ing houses, they come — the Dulwich boys to
school — as the clock fingers begin to near
the time of nine o'clock. The bell breaks
upon their ear at 8.55, and almost each one
moves slightly in acknowledgment of the
sound ; the school hand seems to have reached
each one, his attendance and his lessons become
slightly more of a reality to him as his distance
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from what he has to do at school is more
accurately measured. The bigger boys moving
with more regular step receive mental notice
from the smaller ones — like so much that
goes on at school, not apparent ; for boys
show often no sign of noticing that of which
they think much and talk much afterwards.
Of all the boys, perhaps, he who received
most of this silent notice was Grant, the
captain of the school. Each boy as Grant
passed him was aware of the fact, and if there
was anything different about Grant from
that which had been about him the morning
before, most boys noticed it, and spoke of
it. Indeed he was an important and notable
boy : with still nearly two years to pass at
school before he went up to the University,
he was already head of the school in school
work, and a good cricketer and football
player ; in both games representing the school.
He had received his colours in cricket after
making thirty runs against Bedford School
in the season before, and taking two wickets
towards the end of the game. He had not
yet received his football colours, but he was
playing half-back for the First Fifteen, and it
was generally considered that the team was
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incomplete without him. His step was quick
and his carriage free ; a boy of middle height
and well-knit frame, light blue eyes, brown
hair, and fairly resolute mouth. He was
more than ordinarily noticed on this day,
for it was the day on which the school played
Tonbridge School at football.
Each boy felt himself to be a little nearer
to the game as Grant passed him, and each
group turned to speak of the match. Grant
walked fast, and passed all boys and was
passed by none ; and as the boys saw him
go forward, they said, '' Grant has to read.'*
This was so, and it was necessary for him to
be in the corridor of the first floor of the
senior block at 8.50 to go down with the
Master, and along the senior cloister, and
through the passage and up the great side
stairs in the middle block, and into the Great
Hall to read the lesson to the Master, in pre-
paration for reading it at prayers to the whole
School. At 8.45 the door from the Master's
house opened, and he came out with a paper
or two in his hand and went into the Sixth
form room, greeting a boy from the Mathe-
matical form, who was there thus early to
mark his name in the register of attendance ;
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looking at the register himself, and then going
into his room which lay nearly opposite to
the Sixth form door. Grant was ready for
him as he came out from the room, as he
would have been ashamed not to be, and the
two went together into the Great Hall, the
Master pausing to give the papers in his hand
to the porter who was waiting at his lodge
passage to say good-morning and to receive
any direction necessary for the business of
'' These boys are away from school to-day,*'
said the Master, giving some slips of paper
to the porter. *' This is for the masters'
common room ; and I want to see Mr. Hyde
and Mr. Carter the prefects, in the interval.''
** Yes, sir," said the porter, a young man
and a good man, who had served a gun with
General French throughout the South African
The Master found the lesson in the old
and too untidy Bible, which lay on the lectern.
'' Read from there to there," said he, pointing
to some marks in the Bible, '' omitting these
verses that are looped." Grant read it through
aloud. He had read the lesson several times
before, and thus knew how to manage his
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voice ; and the rehearsal was Hkely to be
soon over. The lesson was of six verses chosen
from the 147th Psalm.
'' Now you try and make the boys hear,
and make them listen,'* said the Master after
the first reading.
Grant wondered for a moment whether
the Master, or *' the old man '* as he called
him in his mind, really expected the boys
to listen, and for himself he rather hoped
that they would not ; for he was not proud
of his reading, and kept his religious feeling
much in the background.
''The boys like to listen," said the Master
turning upon him, " at least they will if you
will think about what you are reading, and
you must not be ashamed to show it. Don't
you see what a beautiful lesson it is ? "
Grant acknowledged its beauty, certainly
to the Master, and more hesitatingly to him-
self, and with a passing wonder whether the
Master had chosen the lesson with any refer-
ence to the football match, read it again.
When the reading was done the Master re-
peated musingly, '' neither taketh He pleasure
in any man's legs," and Grant wondered
with a rather more permanent wonder.
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'' Have you a hymn-book ? '' said the Master
as they turned from the lectern.
'' Yes, sir/' said Grant.
Still the Master stood and looked first at
the Bible and then at Grant, and Grant stood
and looked first at the Master and then at
the Bible. Then he laughed and went to
the Bible and turned the leaf back so that
the Bible was open to the beginning of the
Psalm. The Master laughed and said, *' I
see that you are not altogether careless of the
future, and have some idea of your duty in
you, and prepare for it.''
The second reading had been a little better
than the first ; but when the time came that
the hymn had been sung, and Grant advanced
to the lectern in front of the masters on the
platform, and read the lesson, any feeling
in him that it was a beautiful lesson had
vanished, and it became just a matter of
business to him to read it — and thus it was
just a matter of business to the boys to listen
There were three lessons at least to be said
by all the boys on this match day : one from
9.15 to 10.45 ; this one was broken for many
boys into two, but not for the classical Sixth,
the form in which Grant was ; another from
II to 12, and yet another from 12 to i. There
was an interval from 10.45 to 11 o^clock ;
this part of the morning was tolerable, because
it was possible to spend it in talking of the
match, but the rest of the morning was
likely to go heavily. What was Plancius
and his quarrel with Laterensis, and what
was Cicero, to a form of boys who wished to
think about the football match which was to
be played that afternoon, and whose thoughts
turned to it continually ? The boys knew that
the lessons must be endured ; but they waited
with impatience, even the most respectable
of them, even most of the prize winners in
their forms, for i o'clock, when they intended
to take a plunge into football, and remain
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there for the rest of the afternoon, until they
perhaps raised their minds for other thoughts
at preparation time.
First there was the pleasure of hearing and
giving information and making prophecies
and noting players and reading the notices
about the match and the list of players, a
pleasure which would extend all through
the interval openly, and covertly, in a certain
degree, in some forms and classes, throughout
the whole morning. Then there was the joy
of seeing the Tonbridge team arrive, carrying
their bags, accompanied by Hyde and Carter,
and one or two other members of the school
team ; and of noting their shoulders and
legs, and comparing with them the shoulders
and legs, and the capacities which they implied,
possessed by the members of the Dulwich
team. There was the calling to mind that
information about each boy in the Tonbridge
team which the newspapers had only too
liberally supplied ; and then the shortened
games, from 2 to 2.45 o*clock, and the strolling
about the ground and the waiting, talking,
All this seems at first not wholesome,
and not that for which the boys came to
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school : it seems to suggest that too high
an estimate was placed upon what was really
of secondary importance, namely, the issue
of a football match. If the frame of mind
which has been described had been permanent,
this criticism would have been well-judged.
But in fact it was not permanent, and be-
longed only to this day ; and it was in itself
wholesome, because it implied enthusiasm for
an object which was not personal, the power
to rejoice in an honour which affected no
boy individually, and at the same time a
recognition that the honour must be won
according to law or that it would be better
for it not to be won at all.
At a quarter past nine, however, all these
joys seemed rather far away ; for there were
the lessons to be done first. And first, for
the classical Sixth there was the lesson in
Cicero's speech for Plancius. The Sixth form
master, Mr. Smith, had a feeling that the
wits of his form would wander from his lesson
this morning ; and therefore, like a brave
man, he set himself to prevent this, and know-
ing his work and his pupils he began on the
lesson with a confident exterior.
'' Attwater, begin to construe,'* said he.
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Attwater's construing generally stirred the
form, though in a way not complimentary to
Attwater. There was more in his construing
than the simple rendering of a piece of Greek
or Latin into English. There was a good
deal of Attwater himself ; and many boys
commented strongly upon Attwater and every-
thing that represented him. He was a boy
who would attend to what he was doing him-
self, but found it very hard to attend to
anything done by other people, unless they
were of a caste superior to his own. He
thought much of the aesthetic side of every-
thing, especially in Church matters, holding
Nonconformity in very low esteem, dressing
himself carefully, and scenting his pocket
handkerchief ; and when he came into any
company, wondering what the company was
thinking of him. He was often compelled
to acknowledge that his companions at school
did not think highly of him, and thus at school
he was not very happy. But in drawing-
rooms, his reception seemed to him generally
more satisfactory. On the whole, perhaps, his
greatest misfortune was that he was what
is called good-looking, and that he had heard
people talking of the beautiful expression
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of his dark eyes. If only they would have
made their remarks out of his hearing,
no great harm would have been done ;
but since they spoke partly to please his
mother, and partly to please the boy himself,
they had made their remarks on him in his
hearing, and this put ideas into the boy's
head which had done much mischief to his
character. He burned to distinguish himself,
but being rather lazy, and finding this easy
way to distinction — of simply looking with
these same dark eyes — provided for him, he
took it, with a few others of the same kind,
and thus became a slave to a bad master.
He stood up now to construe, having really
prepared his lesson, but wishing the form
to think that he had not, that he might seem
both clever and daring. For though he
was a school prefect, he was always anxious
to show that he was not altogether a prefect
at heart, and to stand well with boys who
did not regard school duties with reverence.
He first read a piece of the speech ; he had
ears for the rhythm of the language, but he
would not use them, and brains to criticise
the speech, but he would not allow them
to have fair play ; for he thought that some
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boys, perhaps Hyde and Carter particularly,
when they heard of his proceeding, would
admire him more if he did not. As he read
he made mistakes on purpose, blushing when
Mr. Smith did not notice them. He was pre-
tending, as the boys knew quite well and
as Mr. Smith guessed, to be preparing the
lesson as he read ; and then he began to
construe as though he were construing at
sight, going a little wrong in a hard passage,
which in fact he knew well enough.
When the construe was done, Mr. Smith
began to teach the form with regard to it.
He said, '' Was Plancius* father as good a
man as Cicero says he was ? '*
'' I don't know,'' said Attwater.
** Or care ? " said Mr. Smith quite sweetly.
'' Not much," said Attwater, thinking of
his own view of Hyde and Carter.
'' What do you think ? " said Mr. Smith,
turning to No ton.
*' I suppose he was," said No ton, who
knew that Mr. Smith supposed that he was
'' When a man praises another, do you
always believe him ? " said Mr. Smith.
'' Generally," said Noton.
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'' And witnesses to character ? "
" Yes, sir/* said Noton, much pleased with
*' Have you read 'Pickwick'?" said Mr.
Smith, who always tried to keep ancient and
modern times in close connection.
" No, sir,'* said Noton, still more pleased,
while the form certainly listened.
" Well, some of you have," said Mr. Smith.
'' There is a trial there in which a lawyer
named Buzfuz " — Mr. Smith spoke with pro-
found seriousness, since the boy had refused
to enter with him into his lighter treatment
of the subject — '' who praises a Mr. Bardell.
But his praise was not deserved, but given
only for the purposes of his case. He was
dead, like Plancius' father. Of course one
reason for praising a person is that he is dead.
A good reason, Noton ? "
'' Yes, sir," said Noton ; thinking that Mr.
Smith thought it a bad one.
*' And another reason because it helped your
case. A good reason also ? "
'' Yes," said Noton, almost chuckhng ; but
the form did not much like him, so that he
had his fun mostly to himself.
" In fact," said Mr. Smith, warming to his
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subject, and dropping for the moment the
drags upon it and turning to the form, '' Those
whom Cicero praises do not necessarily deserve
praise. He praises for two or three reasons,
the first because men were his chents, or
their relations were ; and secondly, because
they wished the Roman constitution to remain
as it was, as Sulla left it ; and thirdly, very
often because they had asked him to dinner.
Three bad reasons ; but when Cicero praises,
he praises very fully : throw praise enough
and some of it will surely stick.*'
Here Mr. Smith stopped ; and Grant whis-
pered to Coggan, '^ What time are the Ton-
bridge boys coming ? ''
" One twenty," said Coggan.
" Come down and meet them," said Grant.
'* All right," said Coggan.
Mr. Smith thought that Grant was resent-
ing his attack upon Cicero, and said, '' I ex-
pect it's true. Grant. It is in his style, and
only in part of his character that we are to
imitate Cicero. Not that he was not a good
man, as those times went ; but we know
better now, I think, Attwater. We know
that we ought to be sincere ? "
Attwater looked somewhat confused ; and
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the form looked at him with interest, but
*' We ought to appear what we are, and
have no pretences ? '*
The form was a httle amused.
*' Unless, indeed, we are engaged as advo-
cates, we ought not to pretend that we
know when we do not know ? nor that we
do not know when we do ? '*
The form certainly forgot the match for
a moment in order to chuckle at Attwater.
'* We should not conceal our real sentiments
for any reason, in fact, I believe, Noton ? ''
continued Mr. Smith. '' Not for our own
gain ? " Noton looked for something to say.
*' Nor to exalt ourselves ? Our object should
always be just the discovery and expression
of truth ? ''
It was a very small consolation to Noton
that he thought of a reply which seemed to
him quite satisfactory, about two minutes
afterwards. When he had hit upon the reply,
he wondered whether he should lay it up
by him in his memory for future use if Mr.
Smith ventured on such treatment of him
again, or should put it before the form in the
prefect's room on that day. The former was
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a bird in the bush, and it was uncertain
altogether whether the opportunity of scoring
off Mr. Smith would ever occur ; but if it did
occur, the result would be more glorious.
The latter could certainly occur, if Noton
wished, but the amount of glory consequent
upon it was uncertain, and Noton certainly
would either be required to hold his peace,
or possibly subjected to some indignity worse
than that which he was endeavouring to
remove ; accordingly he decided for the
former plan, that of waiting for another turn
with Mr. Smith. Mr. Smith, with this ad-
vantage of priority, then left this personal
manner of teaching, and began to make re-
marks upon Cicero himself. Mr. Smith was
a new master and a good man, who liked
both Cicero and the truth, and all his pupils ;
and thus his charity was comprehensive
''Is it right ? I am afraid that I shall
make some of you think so, when I say that
I do not think so. But consider the point.
Here is Cicero, in one sense the most magnifi-
cent speaker, except one, who has ever uttered
a word. He is master of every kind ^ of
rhetorical effect. See how he makes a pointed
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antithesis where we see Uttle of one. ' Nee
si a populo praeteritus est quern non oportuit,
a judicibus condemnandus est qui praeteritus
non est.' Look at any sentence ; see how
the words come ; each in its place, and the
right word so as to tell. Listen to the sentence
read, and catch the cadence of it from the
sense, and the sense from the cadence."
Then he read one. *' Ana all for what ?
to make the judges believe what was not
true : Plancius was his client, and every-
thing that could be said to win the case,
whether it was true or not, must be said.
You say you may leave the matter to the
judges to decide, after putting a view of it
before them. But he does not simply put a
view of it before them, he backs the view as
his own, and pledges his high character to
make it believed. And again why ? Because
he wished to maintain his reputation ; that
is, because he wished to gratify his pride,
and earn his money. Who can really say
a word for this, excepting that mankind has
agreed not to be severe in judging the prac-
tice ? I say this to you as a matter arising
from the Cicero, not to push an opinion upon
you, but to make you think about a question,
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which you will see like all other questions in
Cicero or elsewhere is not ancient only but
modem also ; for Roman history is the same
in texture as English, and the texture is
James' father was a barrister of repute
and James felt interested in all this, but
'* And now shall we go on ? " said Mr. Smith.
He looked round to choose another boy to
construe while all the boys looked down upon
their books, with the idea that if any looked
up Mr. Smith would fix on him. Not that
they did not know their lesson well enough
to get through it ; but from a principle of
prudence, and a dislike to personal foolhardi-
ness, just as people shrink from going into
a house where there are the measles, or as
people in a gun factory hate to see a gun,
even when unloaded, pointed at any one.
Mr. Smith called upon Emmett, but before
Emmet t could utter a word, he went on:
'' Just a minute ! did Cicero gain by this ;
did he really make people believe what he
wished them to believe by rhetoric ? He
cannot make us, excepting Noton, but that
is exceptional. Don't think, however, that
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he did not make the Romans and his audience
— sit down a minute, Emmett — beheve. They
believed. How do you know ? Perhaps the
best proof is that Cicero did it. He was a
master of persuasion, and if there had been a
better way to persuade he would have taken
it. It is one thing for us to sit here and
criticise, here in this cold-hearted room, with
no great love for Cicero, feeling a little vexed
at him perhaps for keeping us from our games ;
but quite another to see his fine form and
face, see him with his great reputation, the
pride of Rome both in life and speech, stand
up ; and see his throat swell with fine sound
and hear his great voice roll. And however
much he distorted fact, he never played with
the principles of morality. In politics, indeed,
where he really was sincere, he did not per-
manently persuade ; but this was because
there he was on the wrong side, and he had
time and its arrangements as his adversaries
against him. His words as a poHtician were
well chosen and well arranged, and his voice
excellent ; there was no fault to be found
with his oratory, and yet if the power to
persuade or to obtain what is wanted be the
test, there was more oratory in the single
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sentence uttered by Caesar, * Stand aside,
young man, it is easier for me to say than
to do,* than in the whole of the speech for
Sestius. The young man stood aside as he
was desired ; and as he never would have
done for all the argument and oratory in
Mr. Smith grew quite warm as he uttered
all this ; and interested at least half his
audience. But Coggan whispered to Grant,
'' Jimmy had a stomach ache this morning.**
Grant looked very serious, so serious that
Mr. Smith, who observed the whisper, thought
it not necessary to interfere, but put the
waiting Emmett to construe his piece ; which
he did with perfect fluency. It related to the
interference of the tax farmers with Roman
elections ; and Mr. Smith went on to describe
English elections, and the introduction of
subordinate considerations into them, from
the brass band of old days, to the public
house club of the present time, and all the
kinds of pressure which it is possible to put
upon voters, arising from personal advantage
and fear ; and showing again, with plenty of
learning and humour, how human nature was
the same a thousand years ago and now.
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It is possible, in fact, to teach political truths
more successfully from past history than
from present history. The history of Rome
is finished, and each fact and tendency has
had its influence and run its course ; and thus
its nature is more plain than the nature of
the same tendency and kind of fact is at the
present time, when to explain it is to prophesy.
Besides, this Roman history rouses little passion
and offends few prejudices ; but every man
and every intelligent boy is already a partisan
as to many of the great questions of the
After a few more construes it was close upon
a quarter to eleven. The boys gathered their
books to go, so as to lose no time when
Mr. Smith had gone from the room ; but they
left certainly not only with a certain music
of good prose running in their thought, and
an increasing power to appreciate it, but also
with certain thoughts as to Cicero, who was
becoming a real person to them, and orators
and barristers, and the ways of Rome, and of
their own country, and of the relation between
Roman and English history, which were likely
to be very useful to them.
" We will take as an essay for this week,"
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said Mr. Smith as the clock struck, " a com-
parison between Cicero and Mr. Gladstone.'*
And the lesson was done, and Mr. Smith went
down the stairs fairly happy, having fought a
doubtful action, but to some extent victorious.
He had bored nobody, and certainly inte-
The boys all streamed out of school, and
the masters quickly followed them. Some
went to the common room, and those who
were more interested in the out-door life of
the school went to the great gravel squares
that lay between the middle block and the
two others. There was a knot of boys at
the foot of the stairs reading the notices,
which were few this morning ; the most im-
portant being two, one of which mentioned
the names of the team, and the other con-
tained a statement that all games would
cease at 2.45 in order that boys might see
The mention of the reason was made for the
benefit of some 150 boys who were supposed
to prefer the pleasures of home to those of
the school playing-fields on a half holiday.
There always are as large a number of these
boys as 150 in a school of 700 boys, and
it is proper that this should be so. Football
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is an excellent thing in a school ; and if the
football is Rugby football, so much the better,
because it occupies thirty boys instead of
twenty-two, to say nothing of the touch judges ;
and also because much of the game to beginners
is little besides pushing and running, and boys
without much skill can make more of this
than they can of passing and dribbhng. An
Association game if it is not skilfully played
is a bad thing, and only a few boys can play
it skilfully ; but a Rugby game not well played
is not nearly so bad a thing. Still football
does not exhaust the possibilities of a boy's
life, and there always must be many in a school
who, as far as they are personally concerned,
only tolerate it.
Therefore the captain of football at Dulwich,
as at all other schools, was always of opinion
that football was going down, and that the
school was slack with regard to it ; he wished
that he could do more than put up a notice
like this to bring boys on to the ground ; and
hoped secretly that the form captains would
by legal or illegal means, see that their forms
were completely represented in the ring round
the match. The captain of football was Hyde,
who was an excellent player, with his whole
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heart immersed in the game ; a tall boy, but
very quick and hard. He was a three-quarter
back, but he took to all places as a duck
to water, and knew exactly what each boy
should be doing under each set of circum-
stances, wherever they might be. His love for
football had, however, bred in him a kind of
disrespect to all other school institutions, in-
cluding that of lessons ; and thus from time
to time difficulties arose for him in his school
life, partly because he regarded every one
from the point of view of football ability ; and
thus had a latent feeling of contempt for many
masters, and many excellent boys, and partly
because he had examinations to pass, like other
boys, in which no questions about football were
likely to occur.
Of those masters who taught him, he had
least respect for a Mr. Rubeley, a little
man who was old and slow. His subject was
German, in which he was a good scholar ; but
as to football, he apparently did not know
that there was such a game. Hyde, as soon
as the interval began, came down on to the
gravel from the Modern Sixth form room, which
was his form room, with his friend Carter,
who was smaller than he, but a really good
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back. These two knew all that had happened
in Rugby football for the last ten years, all
that was happening in this year, and likely
to happen in the next year ; and they both
of them took so much the same view of life
as to find great pleasure in each other's com-
pany. They were both school prefects, and
not bad boys at heart, but through the narrow
gate of football lay the avenue into the
hearts of both of them. Carter's conscience,
however, was more tender than Hyde's, and
his heart softer, but his temper quicker. If
you did Hyde a kindness he would perhaps
say '' thank you," but not feel grateful ;
but if you did Carter a kindness he would
perhaps not say '' thank you," but he
would never forget what you had done for
Most boys were looking at these two in the
interval, for all their movements were of im-
portance to the school this morning. They
stood with Gillett, making a permanent group at
the edge of the grass near the trees away from
the large clusters of boys which always stood
round the buttery door, and just out of sight
of the Master's window. Up to them lounged
Grant, with a biscuit, a kind of food which
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he thought it not beneath his dignity to con-
sume in the interval.
'' I shall go/' said Hyde. " I can see how.
I will get my brother to send me a telegram
saying that my uncle arrives on Monday at
Waterloo at 4 o'clock. I will take it to the
Old Man, and he will let me go to meet him.
I have not seen my uncle, you know, for three
years. I believe two is the time that Jerry
expects you not to have seen your relatives
for, if you go to meet them ; but I will put on
another year to make sure. If I take this to
him at 12.30 on Monday, I can get off directly
after dinner. What can you do ? " he said to
Carter. '' I wish you were my brother, or my
cousin, and then the same wire would do for
'' I can stay away from school. I can say
I have a headache. Johnny will let me stay,
and I can come with you. I don't see how
any one can spot us."
'' What are you going to do ? " said Grant.
*' See the 'Varsity match," said Hyde, '' on
Grant felt rather disgusted. Here was the
Tonbridge match to take place this afternoon,
and the captain was not talking of it, but of
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Monday, and another match. He did not say
this ; and presently let his thoughts run on
another aspect of the matter. He was head
boy, and here were two prefects going to act
thus ; it wasn't the thing, but he didn't exactly
know what to do.
*' ril stop in too, if I may come," said Gillett.
" All right," said Hyde.
Grant walked away very much bewildered,
and then thinking that he had not done what
he should, he walked back to the three boys,
and said —
'' You ought not to do this."
" Why not ? " said Hyde, '' we want to see
*' So do lots of fellows," said Grant, *' but
they wouldn't do a thing like this to see it."
** Like what ? " said Hyde, really wishful to
talk about the matter and see how it would
'' TeUing a lie about it," said Grant.
'' I shan't tell any He," said Hyde, who was
really rather a dull boy, and almost believed
what he said. ** I shall simply hand the wire
to Jerry and say, ' May I go ? I haven't seen
my uncle for three years/ Nor have I."
" That's rot," said Grant.
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"It's not rot/* said Carter; and Gillett
laughed easily. He was not a prefect, and he
had no scruples, and hardly any conscience.
'* It's what lots of fellows do every day."
'* When ? " said Grant.
'' When they show up work they haven't
done," said Hyde, grinning with a kind of
*' Prefects don't," said Grant.
*' Yes, they do," said Carter ; '* I remember
you doing it."
*' When ? " said Grant.
** When I did a sum for you a fortnight
ago," said Carter.
This had indeed happened at the beginning
of the term, and came awkwardly for Grant
into the argument. He walked away again
feeling still more uncomfortable, and very
angry as he heard Gillett laughing. His
whole sense of propriety was upset. Hyde
was older, and had in fact been a prefect
longer than he, and so had Carter. He wished
that he had not been a prefect, that he had
not been captain of the school, that he had
had no responsibility. He wished that he
could take counsel with some one. The day
to which he had so much looked forward was
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likely to prove the most unpleasant of his
school life. It is often so in hfe; but Grant
was certainly young to begin with an ex-
perience so unpleasant. However, this was
Saturday, and that which troubled him was
not to happen until Monday ; but he knew
that such a matter would remain no secret,
and he had sense enough to understand in
a vague way that it would upset the authority
of the prefects, and would do mischief in
the school. In particular he did not see
how he could act much in harmony with
Hyde and Carter any more. Still, again, it
occurred to him that this was Saturday, that
he had remonstrated, that perhaps the boys
might change their minds before Monday ;
and thus he returned to something of his
happy state of mind again.
Just then Smith the porter came up to
Hyde and Carter and said to them, *' The
Master wants to see you." The two boys
looked at each other. They had a rather
exaggerated idea of the Master's ability in
finding out things, and certainly each of them
felt a Httle uneasy. They went upstairs and
knocked at the door of the Master's room.
In the room they found was Mr. Trent, no
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particular favourite with either of the boys.
They waited outside until he came out, each
of them with the idea that Mr. Trent might
have been talking to the Master about them ;
and they expected any one who talked about
them and their school doings presently to
light upon some unfavourable matters.
" So," said the Master, in a low voice, to
Mr. Trent, as he came out, '' if you will help
me, I will be looking out too.'*
The boys nudged each other, and thought
that they were to be the objects of the scrutiny ;
but really the question was of the enlargement
of the gymnastic apparatus at the school
When the boys came in they were a little
uncertain, and one of them was almost sullen.
The Master could not quite understand the
position ; he liked both the boys, and felt
vexed that they held thus aloof from him.
He said presently, after wondering for a short
time at their attitude —
" Can you go to meet the Tonbridge boys ? '*
'* Yes, sir," said Hyde.
" And have you all the arrangements made?"
'* Yes, sir," said Hyde.
*' Referee, game, dinner, everything ? "
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'' Yes, sir," said Hyde.
" Well, you will do well, I know. We
shall all be pleased with all you do ; winning
or not winning, and think you worth keeping,
whichever way it goes. Good luck to you
and your side! "
He shook hands with them both ; and
they went away, not exactly happy, wishing
vaguely that there was no Master in the busi-
ness, and no rules to keep at school.
The next lesson for the Classical Sixth form
was taken, not by the master of the Sixth
form, but by a younger man, Mr. James, who
took a form quite low down in the school,
but yet taught the Sixth twice a week. He
gave them lectures rather than lessons, and
lectures upon things in general ; now on a
period of history, now on political economy,
and now on points of language. He lectured
on everything in fact on which questions in
the general paper in scholarship examina-
tions were set. He had just now been vexed
by the talk in the world relating to the use-
lessness of Greek, and he desired, as young
men do, and old men too sometimes for the
matter of that, to express his views on the
matter. He was a good talker, and boys
generally were interested in what he said,
and often adopted his opinions, producing
them afterwards in their talk or work, though
generally with certain strange alterations.
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This morning he, a young, swarthy-faced gentle-
man of thirty-five years of age, who wished
the world were other than it was, and who
could play at games pretty well, leaned his
chin upon his hand, and looked cheerfully
roimd the room and began his lesson.
*' I have here a very able article with which
I wish you acquainted. It attacks us with
point and vigour. I am sure you will like
it. Why teach Greek ? it says ; why learn
it ? Greek is old, the nation belongs to the
past, and we are of the present. The posi-
tion is ludicrous ; boys know Greek customs
and history who do not know their own ;
and write Greek when they cannot write
English. The English empire calls for de-
fenders, and we go to work to provide them
by teaching about another empire, and leave
our own, its extent and dangers and powers,
out of knowledge ; and yet these are enough
for any brain, and offer enough matter for
reflection for a lifetime. The world has
gone forward since the days of the Greeks
and Romans ; we have discovered thousands
of things, how to manage nature, and prolong
life and banish pain, and are on the eve
of new discoveries, and need a populace
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educated to make them ; and yet the great
schools of the country train those of whom
they think best in the ways of a people that
had no knowledge of all that has been done ;
and the world's life is changed, but those
who should lead the change do not lead it
because they cannot. May I ask, Noton,
what you think of this ? ''
*' I think that it is a very true charge,*'
said Noton cheerfully.
'* So do I,'' said Mr. James. Noton's cheer-
fulness was a little dashed, and he began
to take his bearings a little more carefully, for
his desire was not to agree with his masters.
*' Let us consider the point together,'' said
Mr. James. '* We can all contribute some-
thing of experience in this matter. First
what about the rather feeble rejoinder that
the defenders of the old system make, that
the effect on the character is good. Do you
think it good, Martin ? "
'* Yes," said Martin, hesitating.
'* You find yourself obliged to say that you
have improved under the system ? "
'* Yes," said Martin, laughing.
^'Well, so do I," said Mr. James, ''but
then it is to be remembered that you might
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have improved faster under another system.
So individuals don't count so much as the
nature of the thing itself. Let us look at this
education and see what it is in itself that
Noton and the article dislikes it so much,
and what the other education is that Noton
likes it so much. Now you have two arms,
Noton, haven't you ? "
Noton wished that he could deny it, but
he could not, he could only refuse to affirm
it ; and Mr. James seeing that possibly he
would say something rude on the first oppor-
tunity, said to Martin, ** You tell me.'*
*' Yes,*' said Martin.
'' And a mind ? ''
*' Well, now, what sort of ' thing is your
mind ' ? I don't mean is it good or bad, or
what is it in itself ; but is it this kind of
thing, namely, that it can deal with many
subjects ? "
" Such as history and mathematics, for
'' And the part of it that deals with each is
not quite the same ? I mean that when you
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say twice two is four, the operation is not
the same as when you criticise Hannibal ?'*
'* A different part of the mind seems to
work ? *'
'' No/' said Noton, '' not in mine/'
** Well, it works in a different direction ? '*
'' Yes,'' said Martin.
"And in the direction in which it works
it grows ? "
'* Yes," said Martin.
'' And what is wanted in a mind is that it
should move easily and quickly? "
'' And correctly," said Noton.
'' And correctly," said Mr. James, beaming
*' Now how is it with the body? When one
arm is lengthened and strengthened, would
it not be better if the other were also ? Or if
you would like to have one arm longer than
the other, you would prefer to have your legs
levelly made, would you not ? and not one
leg weak or short and the other strong or
long, say six feet long, and the other three,
that wouldn't do?"
'' No," said Martin, looking very depre-
catingly at Noton.
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** Well, now/' said Mr. James, '* there is one
point in education — that it should be level.
Will you remember that for me, Noton, when
we sum up at the end ? Thank you very much.
And another point is that we should not try
to learn a thing that we absolutely cannot
learn ? ''
'' No,*' said Martin.
'* But we must not too hastily feel sure that
we cannot learn ? ''
'' No/' said Martin.
** And we must learn as much as we can ? "
'' Yes,*' said Martin.
*' Because thus we become Godlike ? like the
Holy Ghost ? "
The boys were surprised and still.
'' You don't think knowledge is goodness ? '*
" No,'' said Noton.
*' And yet the Holy Ghost is goodness itself,
and He is knowledge ? "
" Wisdom," said Noton.
*' Yes, that is true," said Mr. James. **I
made a mistake, and the difference is that
knowledge may be in a single matter, but
wisdom is general and includes all matters,
and it is wisdom that you mean that we need
to be like the Holy Ghost ? "
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'' Yes/' said Noton, feeling his dignity
" And this wisdom, being Hke that of the
Holy Ghost, you mean is not to be of the in-
tellect only, but it is to be a knowledge of
good and evil also ? "
'' Yes," said Noton.
'* I see,*' said Mr. James, *' and thus it
brings happiness ; and only thus ? "
" Yes,'' said Noton.
*' I see," said Mr. James. " Well, then, about
this and the English customs we are to learn ;
you remember. What are they ? Do we
" Yes," said Noton.
*' I mean, not does the country go to war?
but do we here fight or expect to fight ? "
" No," said Noton.
*' You mean that we pay others to fight for
*' Yes," said Noton.
*' We trade ? or learn ? "
" Yes," said Noton.
*' And do what we can by learning, and
trade, to increase our incomes ? "
" Yes," said Noton.
*' We must live ? "
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'' And having food and raiment, must want
more ? **
" Gold and silver, and fine linen ; and
safety, in this world, and in the next ? "
'' Yes," said Noton.
'* These are our principles of life ? "
*' Yes," said Noton.
" I see," said Mr. James. '' And those
help us to act on these who enable us to get
them, who provide them cheaply for us, and
enable us to travel sixty miles where once we
travelled one, and in so short a time, with a
smell, and a dust, and a jerking, and every-
body getting out of our way ? "
" Yes," said Noton.
'' But we shall make a hoot on a horn to
tell them to get out, shall we ? or not ? "
*' Perhaps," said Noton.
" And thus we shall live good Biblical
lives ? "
" Yes," said Noton.
'* Well, now, you see," said Mr. James, turn-
ing to the form, '' these are our principles of
life, and we profess to get them from the
Bible. Now do you see that they will not do,
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and do you see that something more is needed
in order to put Hfe right ? Something even
more, in a way, than the Bible ; namely,
the right spirit of reading it. Because all
these principles are selfish altogether ; and
yet they are those from which men are in-
clined to act now, and say that they are from
the Bible. And not only now does the ac-
ceptance of the Bible fail to prevent mistakes.
Three hundred years ago the most fanatical
of the Puritans said that they were leading
lives simply founded on the Bible : and they
said this rightly ; but their lives were founded'
not on the whole of it, but only on parts,
and they read the rest by the Hght of pre-
conceived feeling which prevented them from
profiting by it.
'' Let me say a word about the Bible, the
Holy Scriptures. They were written by men
who were under the guidance of a Power
under which many Englishmen who now read
them are not, a Power personally not of know-
ledge so much as of wisdom, of perfect know-
ledge ; they consequently had that in their
hearts which many Englishmen who read
what they wrote have not, and so read them
with little profit. I will say presently what
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I think that this is. Those who wrote the
Holy Scriptures were friends of God ; many
of those who read them now are friends of
themselves, and with this preconceived feel-
ing read what is written even to their own
hurt, influenced only by the sayings which
please them, sajdngs which induce them to
try to obtain from religion primarily a feel-
ing of safety, and thus never knowing what
true religion is ; and they are positive that
they are right, because of the source of the
texts which influence them, and thus they
are in the worst possible position — they make
God teach them error. They commit some-
thing like the sin against the Holy Ghost,
with infinite damage to their own natures.
" This is the fault which Noton and I and
Martin seem to find with the position ; and
it is not exactly that which is mentioned in
this very able article, which Noton thought
to be a just charge against some of the public
schools, and perhaps not to be without a
shell to split in our midst here, else, perhaps,
Noton would not have written those verses
against the writers whom we read here, and put
them in last week's ' AUeynian.' It was a sense
of duty that impelled him to do this, or perhaps
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it was only irony after all — to praise by over
blaming — and double irony, to use Greek
methods to vindicate Greeks by over blaming
Noton sat inwardly resolving to be even
with Mr. James somehow, even descending
to the depth of planning to kick his shins
at the Association game which Mr. James
still played at times. Mr. James, only half
conscious of his doom, went on —
" Now what is it that I said is really wanted
when people read the Bible ? Something that
Noton said " but here observing a really
dangerous expression in Noton's face, he knew
that it was better to drop Noton out of the
rest of the discourse.
'' It's beastly unfair,'' said Noton afterwards,
'* for that little beast Jimmy to rot me in a
form ; and I can't answer him ! "
" I know that," said Minet, who thought
very highly of Mr. James.
" I mean I can't, because he won't let me,"
said Noton angrily.
" Oh yes, he will," said Minet.
'* No, he won't," said Noton. ** He'd report
me to Jerry if I said what I meant, and called
him a fool."
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" Perhaps he would," said Minet. '* But
that isn't it/'
*' Well, don't you come fooling me here,"
But all this was after school. "And now,"
Mr. James went on, looking at Noton no more,
*' what is wanted is a certain spirit, that
spirit of which we spoke at the beginning :
the spirit of moderation, of nothing too much.
The remedy for the English trouble is to be
found in the last place in which people of
the present day seem inclined to look for it,
namely, among the Greeks. To those who
think themselves religious, who are religious
in the way described above, religious in hold-
ing what they think is correct belief, who,
however, only want safety from their religion,
the Greeks are pagan ; only not dangerous
because they are uninfluential. To those who
are called irreligious because they think for
themselves and use the reason which many
men think that they must obey because it is
the highest thing they have, the Greeks are
simply logomachists, and thus trivial and
futile. But for all these misconceptions,
perhaps only possible among the self-satisiied
British people, it is among the Greeks that
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the remedy for our mischiefs may be found.
It is by a knowledge of the methods which
the Greeks taught to the world — which con-
tains very dull and unwilling pupils — that the
right way to read the Bible is to be found.
*' For among the Greeks were teachers who
taught men to approach the problem of life
in a very different way from that in which
the British commonly approach it now, with-
out the preconception that wealth brings
happiness, and that a man gains happiness
by pursuing it according to his uneducated
nature, that pleasure and safety are primary
goods, under all circumstances to be received
in as large quantities as possible. These are
foolish thoughts which only appeal to the half
educated, and only have influence in Great
Britain because many of the British are con-
tented to be half educated or educated only
that they may carry on trade successfully.
Among the Greeks were men who approached
the problem thus : they looked not at the
world and its enjoyments, trying to get as
much of them as they could, professing all
the while for an hour or two in each week a
contempt for them, and sa3dng that their
great Book taught them to behave themselves
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thus — they looked on man himself and his
nature, and carefully analysed it ; they noticed
in what parts of it he was akin to plants and
beasts, and what part of it he had as man ;
they wished to have it all developed in full
in all its parts, but in fulness according to
measure and proportion, not without measure
and proportion, each part retaining that posi-
tion of priority and superiority which was
indicated by its position in the grades and
scale of life, vegetable, bestial, and human.
'' They found that the qualities of man as
man were those that enabled him to live fully
and healthily and in company with other
men — purity, courage, patience, kindness, intel-
ligence — to these they therefore assigned
authority, not destroying the others, and not
foolishly mistrusting intelligence because they
feared for certain prejudices of their own if in-
telligence were allowed its way, but balancing
it by a due development of all other qualities
along with it. They recognised that they
saw these great qualities, the hope and the
salvation of the world, in the world in a finite
state ; but they saw in the more and the less
in which they were then seen, a suggestion
that they might be magnified to infinity and
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to perfection, and that in the far distance,
a distance beyond the thought of man, they
might be united. They beheved that they
were united in one great Being, where mercy
was justice, and knowledge was power, and
power was love, and all was perfect majesty
and perfect beauty. It is one who has thought
thus on life that may be trusted to read the
Bible, though truly in the Bible is the purest
religious thought in the world ; yet, as it is
not every one who can feed his body rightly —
indeed very few can manage to eat and drink
what suits them — so it is not every one that
can feed his soul rightly ; in fact, very few
can manage to read rightly and think thoughts
that are good. But among the Greeks are
those who will show men how to read and
how to think, if very humbly and thankfully
men will allow them. To these is granted
the vision of God as He is, not simply as a
God of knowledge, and one kind of knowledge
not simply as the Saviour of men*s souls,
but as He really is, a universal God ; these
only can love God truly and praise Him truly,
not only as the Saviour of men*s souls — if
this is all, He is never duly loved or praised —
but as a Being of perfect power, love and
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knowledge, each part of whose attributes
must be apprehended by man, who saves
men's Hves if He will, or destroys them if
He will ; but either the one or the other
rightly, and whether one or the other, man
has no right to care, and no great wish to
care. Such a man trusts God without any
reservation, never even thinking, ' Will God
bring me to Heaven ? *
** This forgetfulness of self is necessary, as
all men really know, to every noble character ;
it was fostered in Greece by the circumstances
of the State, according to which each man
was of necessity his city's servant, and upon
whom continually the State made such demands
that he could not forget his position. In the
good days of Greece there was no abstention
from public service, no advancement of the
conduct of business or the enjoyment of wealth
to the exclusion of civic and military duty ;
so that each Greek stood nearer than men
know now how to stand, to the happiest posi-
tion, that is, to the manliest position on earth,
namely, that of loyal obedience to the best
known commands ; not for the sake of that
which could be obtained by them, as indeed
many a man yields his service now, only be-
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cause he expects to be paid for it ; yielding
service to God to obtain prosperity in this
world and security in the next, and service to
men to obtain money from them afterwards ;
or paying taxes to the State to obtain security
in the enjoyment of wealth, counting himself
thus a most respectable citizen. But a Greek
yielded his service because he admired and
loved that to which he was a servant, and
was in a measure identical with it, and
honoured its commands because they were
worthy of honour. And that they were worthy
of honour he knew because he was a man, and
capable of understanding that which was good ;
capable of subordinating the poorer part of his
own nature to the higher part ; capable of
seeing a light shining in darkness, and knowing
that it was a light ; capable, in other words,
of possessing faith and exercising it.
*' And, indeed, as to knowledge, how shall a
man reach great discoveries ; how shall he
discover the fourth dimension of which men
talk, and alter the condition of existence ?
Men talk and write now as though this were
to be done by the microscope and the tele-
scope. What can these do ? How do they
affect human life ? They do not necessarily
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affect it so as to better it, because nothing
can improve it excepting a movement towards
goodness — triple goodness, goodness in power,
love, and knowledge, each in equal proportion.
The noblest thing in the world is man, and
the world will be saved by developing the
noblest part of the noblest thing in it, the
manliness of man. Sanitation, great produc-
tion, great power of locomotion, do not neces-
sarily benefit man ; they may even greatly
harm him, because they make it more difficult
for him to be unselfish, that is, to obey the
highest law within him. A return to the old
ideal is the necessary thing, to the ideal
realised in theory and in fact also by the
Greeks, the ideal of self-sacrifice and triple
equalised development. An orderly move-
ment in this direction, for it is really one, is
the movement which will regenerate the world,
and make the whole Bible understood ; not
the movement which simply calls for a practi-
cal modem education. The movement towards
unselfishness takes a man out of himself ; and
it is the true movement for the world, because
it is the true movement towards God, the
movement which recognises Him not as a
Judge only or a merciful Personage only, but
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as a Being who either has no self or is all
self, no body, no parts, no passions ; who is
in fact His works, who lives in them and for
them by His own great position, compelled
by His own almightiness to do as He does.
Why then should any one scrutinise too
anxiously this or that part of the Bible ? why
should one look too earnestly to this or that
part of the narration in the Gospels ? If it
was right for God to do as He is represented
in the Bible to have done, then He did so,
however imperfectly the facts may have been
recorded, at however long a time after their
occurrence, and by whatever scribe. If it was
not right, then God did not so, whatever may
be written and whosoever wrote it.
'' Here really is the fourth dimension, that
which is in fact the removal of all other three
dimensions, the removal of measure altogether,
the absolute, the infinitive withdrawal from
self towards real life ; a withdrawal at present
apparently as impossible as a leap to another
planet, or a disappearance into invisibility.
Here is the renewal of human power, the
purification of human conscience, the triumph
or nature over circumstances and over death ;
but it is just this that the operation of science,
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as we have it now, is thwarting ; and just this
that views of reUgion which multiply formalities
and present talismans to man are paralysing.
'* It is not only speculation which shows that
this is a true view of things ; history shows it
too. All that is good in the world has been
done by men who act under the influence of
this spirit ; as soon as they begin to revolt
from it, their work loses it value — the states-
man who works for glory, the musician who
thinks of himself, the speaker who pauses in
the thought about what he is saying to think
how he is saying it, becomes at once a mere
vulgar person ; the conqueror becomes simply
a wrecker in the world. However rich such
men are, they are lost ; the greater their
success, the greater their infamy. Men do not
deal rightly with God ; they pray to Him
to help them to succeed, all the more thus in
their prayers remembering themselves ; they
praise Him when they have been successful,
all the more thus in their praises remembering
themselves. They should pray to Him and
praise Him because He is what He is, because
they can to some extent, if they are willing,
lose theniselves, to find themselves in Him.
'* Now,'' went on Mr. James, '' please make
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a note on what I have said. It will come
under these heads: First, What dangers to
the country, and to individual life, do there
seem to be in modem ways of regarding life ?
Secondly, What antidote to this may be found
in Greek history and literature ? Or, since you
will not have time to make a note upon both
properly, do the first now, and make me an
essay on the second for next time.''
The boys settled to their notes, and Mr.
James settled into a condition of wondering
whether he really had said anything which
would do the boys good or not.
Meanwhile school was proceeding in various
ways in the different form rooms and class
rooms, and each form and class was re-
ceiving as much good as it cared to absorb,
and in many cases much more. Each lesson,
like every man's life, is a kind of drama ; and
the interest of it consists in the variety of
relations which throughout it occur between
the master, the boys, and their work. In
the higher forms as a rule the interest lies
in the main in the advance of the boys under
the direction of their master into the under-
standing of some author or some set of circum-
stances. But though this interest is not
absent in lower parts of the school, yet it is
often tempered by others. For instance, take
the lesson this morning in the lower Fourth
Engineers, and see the disappointment, un-
suspected by every one, and unconnected with
the proper development of instruction, which
it brought to poor Kaffvn.
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Kaffyn was a boy who had never been very
industrious ; he loved not his work for its
own sake, that is, he never loved more than
one-third of it, and the other two-thirds he
treated as boys will treat that which they
dislike. He was a nice boy, nevertheless, and
for very good nature was inclined to do that
which people wished him to do. His father
did not pay much attention to his son's pro-
gress, being himself much occupied with busi-
ness ; but at last he remembered that the
boy was fifteen years of age, and had not more
than two more years to spend at school, and
that if he did not learn more quickly than he
was learning, would not be fit to take a good
place in the world. Mr. Kaffyn was not able
to give any prolonged attention to his son's
work, and he was accustomed to buy what
he wanted ; and thus he simply promised
his son a horse, if he were not kept in until
the end of the term. Kaffyn went so far as
to kiss his father for the promise, and both
because he wished to please him, and also
secondly because of the horse, he determined
to do his work very well, both until the end
of the term and afterwards. The first thing
to be done was to collect his books. He pre-
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vailed upon himself to ask Tomkyns and
Jacob for the chemistry and the algebra that
belonged to him, which they had been using
and smudging throughout the term ; and
with a strange feeling in his heart he made a
journey through the school, to find as many
as he could of his other books. He knew the
places where they were most likely to be,
because he had himself often when he needed
a book gone to these places, and not in vain,
to find one. He visited the shelves behind
the desks in the lower hall, and the organ
loft, and many a dark corner, and recovered
a certain quantity of his property, enough to
make a kind of bridge over the gulf that lay
between him and good work, though several
planks were still missing. Among those which
he found was one which he had not greatly
missed, namely a history book, and on Friday
night, like a good boy, he carefully learnt his
history lesson ; learnt it — not on the gravel
shivering, not on the stairs waiting, not walk-
ing, not trying to combine learning with talk-
ing as he moved to school in company with
his friend, the owner of the book which he was
using — learnt it in no precarious uneasy way,
but luxuriously, with plenty of time, seated
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and satisfied he had learned his lesson, and
went to say it on this Saturday morning,
rather missing, it may be, the interest of un-
certainty, and rather embarrassed, as people
are with a novelty, by his sense of knowledge.
Seated in front of his master, Mr. Harris,
there he was with his companions, when Mr.
Harris at eleven o'clock called upon the top
boy for the book, and told the boys to get
ready to do their slip.
Now what the lesson was had been written
on the blackboard by Mr. Harris at two o'clock
in the lower Fourth Engineers form room ;
but at three o'clock a master, who did not
know what he was doing, had rubbed out the
writing and written a sum in its place. Thus
at four o'clock when the Fourth Engineers
came in to see what their night work in his-
tory was, there was no writing to tell them.
They had been led to expect that the place
and quantity of their lesson would appear on
the board, and not finding it there, they were
at first astonished, and then inclined to be
joyful, for one. Green, propounded the theory
that they might take it that there was there-
fore no lesson for them to learn ; that Mr.
Harris, or old Solomon, as Green called him,
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had — ^perhaps from motives of pity, perhaps
from forgetfulness — omitted to set one. If
the former was the case, which the sager and
steadier boys doubted. Green argued that they
ought not to balk him ; if the latter, then
Solomon should not complain if his careless-
ness came down upon his own head. There
were some boys who suggested that it would
be well to go to Mr. Harris' rooms, for he
lived in the block, and ask what really was
the position as viewed by him. But Green,
who was a boy powerful in argument as well
as in football, discountenanced this plan. He
said that it was a mere accident that Mr.
Harris lived so near, that the matter should
be treated on principle, and that one rule
applied to all masters wherever they lived;
that boys could not be expected to go to a
master's rooms, if he lived a mile away, and
that therefore abstract justice demanded that
the boys should simply accept the situation
and go away.
Now Kaffyn had himself already gone away
at four o'clock, knowing what the lesson was,
because he had taken down at two o'clock
what was written about it ; but by the other
boys the course recommended by Green was
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ultimately adopted, with readiness by five
boys, with misgivings more or less acute by
about sixteen, and with annoyance by about
six, who would really have preferred to learr
the lesson and say it.
On the following morning then at eleven
o'clock, from Mr. Harris* point of view the
lesson was about to begin, but from the point
of view to be presented to him by Green there
was no lesson to begin. Mr. Harris said to
Smith, who was at the head of the form,
'* Bring me up the book, and tell me what
the lesson is."
Smith rose, and moved uneasily to the desk,
with his eyes looking towards the ground.
The eyes of the form turned from him to
Green, who rose in his place, and said,
'' Please, sir."
" Sit down, Green," said Mr. Harris.
" Please, sir," said Green.
'' Sit down," said Mr. Harris ; and it was
necessary for Green to sit down, at all events
for a while. '* What is the lesson, Smith ? "
Smith hesitated and blushed, and said,
'' Please, sir, you didn't set any."
'' Yes, I did," said Mr. Harris. " I wrote
it on the board at two o'clock."
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'' It wasn't there, sir, when we came at four/'
** No, sir." *' No, sir,'' said many boys, and
among them Green.
'' Well," said Mr. Harris, '* that is very
awkward." The boys felt relieved. " But
what have you learned ? "
** Nothing, sir," said Smith speaking doggedly,
partly because he thought his position unfair,
and partly because he was in fact saying some-
thing which was not true.
*' Nothing ! " said Mr. Harris, looking sur-
prised and then angry.
*' He thought " said Green, rising.
*' Sit down," said Mr. Harris, and Green sat
down, feeling now that Mr. Harris was decidedly
unjust, because he would not hear the other
side, which every one knows should always be
*' Why didn't you go straight on ? " said
'* You, sir, told us you would set us a lesson
in another part," said many boys readily.
'' So I did," said Mr. Harris, '' but I told
you I meant to set the Commonwealth. Did
you learn that ? "
There was no answer, but presently one boy,
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who had not taken Green's view as fully as
Green thought proper, said, '' There are two
places where the Commonwealth begins, sir/*
Mr. Harris looked at the book and said, '* I
don't think that you need have been misled
by that. The beginning is really plain enough ;
and did any of you come to my rooms to ask
me ? But I know that you did not, because I
Now was the time for Green to deliver the
argument which he had elaborated, taking in
fact more time about it than it would have
taken him to learn the lesson.
** Please, sir,*' he began, again rising in his
seat, feeling that much depended on him.
*' Sit down. Green,*' said Mr. Harris.
'* But, sir,*' said Green.
'' No," said Mr. Harris. " If there is any-
thing to say, let the top boy say it."
Green sat down in great indignation. The
view of history presented by their history book
was adverse to King Charles, and represented
Vyva in a favourable light ; and it occurred
to Green, who had a mind apt at allusion,
that he himself was like Pym, and that Mr.
Harris, like Charles, deserved execution. But
since he was a strong Conservative, and also
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on principle differed from the history book,
he at once drove this idea from him and
contented himself with generally rebellious
feelings, while the form looked on in dismay,
because the top boy was the miserable Smith,
who could not argue with anybody, and was
more than suspected of collusion with the
Then Mr. Harris said, '' I see how this is.
Is there any one who has learnt a lesson ? "
Now Kaffyn had learnt his lesson, and had
a good reason for saying so — for his father
was a business man without much sentiment,
and also Kaffyn really desired to please him —
but he felt it right to remain silent, and not
separate himself from his company. And
Smith and four others had learnt a lesson,
but they had a good reason for not saying so,
for Green was looking at them with an eye
full of prophecy. So no one made any sign.
Poor Mr. Harris was much to be pitied : he
was in a position in which he felt it necessary
to become awry with the boys, though he
had expected with pleasure a pleasant lesson ;
and he said, '' You will learn the lesson now,
and come and say it after 4.15 on Monday.
The work which you do now will be instead
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of the work which you should have done last
night, and the lesson itself will be on Monday
from 4.15 to 5.15/'
He then relapsed into silence, and the boys
turned sullenly to their books.
" What could I have done ? " said Mr.
Harris to himself as the horrible hour dragged
on. " Nothing. And when will these boys be
as they were ? Probably at 4.45 on Monday,
when I suddenly let them all go."
And " What a confounded nuisance ! " said
Kaffyn to himself, as he pretended to scan
the words already quite familiar to him.
In other rooms work was going on in various
ways, in some well, in some badly, according,
as it appeared superficially, to many incalcul-
able circumstances, but in reality governed by
one factor almost entirely.
Perhaps the least satisfactory lesson was
taught in that classroom where poor old Mr.
Rubeley took a German class. In this room
were both Carter and Hyde, and Gillett with
them, who in their present mood were not a
pleasant addition to any master's company.
Carter and Hyde were prefects, and their
position restrained them from allowing their
conduct to be bad enough to report ; but
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it was known well enough in the classroom
that they were pleased rather than vexed if
there was any lack of discipHne. This was
very hard upon poor old Rubeley ; he was
very unwilling to complain of anybody, and
he had his own ideas about the duties of a
master, and his power to control boys. Once
this power had been his, when his step was
firmer and his voice clearer ; but now he
shuffled rather than walked, and all that was
left of his voice was hesitating.
It seemed strange to him, and he hardly
realised that things were as they were, for
once — though he never spoke of the past, being
a very modest man — once he had been actually
the best half-back in the Association game in
all wide England, and had played for England
in the international matches for one year.
Want of money had prevented him from play-
ing longer, and he had quite dropped out of
football and the thoughts of those who had
played it for many a year. He was not a
University man, and wore no gown, and so
naturally seemed less able to teach than his
colleagues. In the thirty years that had
passed since he played his football, his limbs,
once so quick and accurate, had become
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trembling ; his eye once so clear, and so good
a judge of space, could hardly see to the end
of the form room.
Once, a year ago, he had seen some little
boys in the upper Third forms playing the
dribbling game in a small game behind the
music rooms ; and after standing and watch-
ing them for a few minutes, he had called to
the best player of them, and said to him,
** Johnson, would you like to know the secret
of learning to dribble ? "
If he had asked Johnson whether he would
like to know how to shoot tigers, Johnson
could hardly have been more astonished. But
he said, with a hopeless feeling of contempt,
'' Yes, sir.''
''Well, then,'' said Mr. Rubeley, ''it is
this : go quicker and not more slowly as
you near a man, and do not wind about, but
" Yes, sir," said the boy, and went back to
his companions, and so full was he of what he
thought was a good joke, that he could not
wait until Mr. Rubeley was out of sight before
he collected the players about him and told
it to them. Poor old Rubeley heard them all
laugh, and his football recollections all shrunk
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back into him again. Continually, as boys
did not behave well in his classes, he feared
that it was time for him to give up teaching ;
but he did not like to acknowledge this to
himself ; it seemed as though, if he gave it
up, his life would go also. Thus he kept on ;
but he had a bad time of it, only hoping by
care and kindness to manage each term better
than the last.
But little improvement came ; sometimes
he found himself teaching a good-hearted set
of boys, who listened to him and learnt from
him the good lessons which he had to teach,
but more often the boys, in most cases from
thoughtlessness more than anything else, were
very hard upon him. Very often the sweat
would break out upon his forehead in his
trouble, and as he wiped it away with his
handkerchief the boys would wink to each
other, for Rubeley was, as they said, '' Having
a rounder." And once a week, at least, on
the wall outside his door they drew a picture
of this operation taking place, which, as long
as it was allowed by the porter to remain
there, much pleased the various classes that
came up to these rooms to be taught.
The tradition to annoy him, or to '' rag
^\>' or THf A
or . /
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him," as it was called, grew rather than
diminished, and often before he descended his
stairs it was necessary for him to wipe away,
not perspiration only, but tears, when the boys
had gone and he was left alone in his room.
The class which he took this morning he took
with much dislike, because he understood the
position of affairs with regard to the influence
of the prefects in it ; and on this morning in
particular he feared some trouble, because it
was the day of the match, and the football
captain would, Mr. Rubeley feared, feel more
than usual his own importance and that of
football, and the boys would follow him in
their thoughts. And so indeed it was. German
was the subject of the lesson. But it seemed
not possible to introduce it, for the boys were
determined to talk not of German but of
*' If you please, sir," said Gillett, almost as
soon as he had seated himself, '* what is the
German for football ? "
Poor Mr. Rubeley hesitated, and then Hyde
said in a very polite manner, '' I expect
Mr. Rubeley does not know what a foot-
'' A football, sir," said Gillett, '' is an oblong
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piece of leather tightly distended by an India
rubber balloon, I may call it, which is laced
*' And,'' said Merr3rweather, '' it is blown up
thus for the purpose of being kicked about the
field, by two sides."
Different boys followed, volunteering different
statements of different rules, and at last Gillett
rose up and said, *' Perhaps, sir, you would like
us to show you how the game is played." At
this two or three boys rose in their places, and
having crumpled up two or three sheets of
paper together, made as if they would actually
play in the room. There was a considerable
tumult, above which Mr. Rubeley's weak voice
could not make itself heard. But Hyde, who
was afraid that things were going too far, and
wished also to establish a good character for
himself, called out loudly above the noise,
*' Be quiet." The boys were all quiet directly.
And Hyde said, '' If Mr. Rubeley does not
know what football is, it is perhaps his mis-
fortune more than his fault. Perhaps, when
he was young, football was not played much."
It cannot be said that Hyde was quite a
nice boy ; but he had in fact allowed himself
to forget that he owed any duty even of
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courtesy to Mr. Rubeley. The lesson then
proceeded in quiet, Mr. Rubeley saying very
little, and the boys went rather guiltily away,
feeling uncertain as to what would happen
to them. Some of them feared that they would
be reported, and thus not see the match ; and
some of them had that sense of dissatisfac-
tion which most boys have when discipline
at school is not maintained. Mr. Rubeley
stopped a little longer than usual in his room
this morning when the boys had gone away ;
and wrote a letter which he had no difficulty
in wording, for indeed he had often during
the term half framed it in his mind. It ran
as follows :
**Dear Master, — I am very sorry that I
know I ought to resign my position here, be-
cause I cannot control the boys properly. I
am very much obliged to you, my dear Master,
for the kindness with which you have always
treated me, and I am, yours very truly,
^'E. C. Rubeley.*'
He went downstairs thoughtfully and quietly,
and put the letter in the box in the hall. So
that the first act of the tragedy in his life might
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be considered to be over. The world for him
was hkely to be different from a stage, in this
point : that plays of ordinary life generally end
well, but in his life, which was ordinary enough,
paniful things were likely to come more and
more thickly until the end of it.
At one o'clock the schoolrooms, so quiet before,
became full of stir ; the gravel and the paths,
so empty before, became crowded with boys.
From all forms and all kinds of work they came.
From the junior schoolrooms, and from the
drill Serjeant's care, under which they had been
taught to poise their bodies and hold them as
is best for their health and comeliness, the
junior boys poured, with slightly more demon-
stration than their seniors. From the drawing
rooms boys came, where they had learned to
observe things accurately, and to represent
what they had observed, and, it may be, had
received into their souls ideas of gracefulness
and beauty, of the reception of which they had
hardly been conscious ; from the mathematical
rooms, where they had insinuated their minds
into all the intricacies of shape and calcula-
tion ; from the chemistry rooms, where they
had heard their lecture, and they had gone to
their experiments, and watched carefully the
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operations of Nature, while things generally
separated by her were placed together, opera-
tions which they would presently describe in
note-books, with drawings of the apparatus
which they had used. Most of the substances
of the earth came before them, each in its
order, and they learnt the nature of each,
learnt and wondered, filled with interest and
enthusiasm. And from the physical rooms,
where they had been learning the laws under
which light and heat and electricity work in
the world, and the characteristics of material
of many kinds, what strain it would bear, under
what conditions it rested and under what it
moved, measuring and weighing, boiling and
cooling, pulling and recording, a busy and a
steady set of workers, hot with that fever,
most wholesome and most pleasant, the fever
to know ; and from the biology rooms, where
they had been examining the conditions of life,
in animals and in plants, with knife and micro-
scope, again altering and watching and drawing
Happy boys, and they knew that they were
happy, to whom some of the secrets of nature
were being unfolded, who passed from one
piece of knowledge to another, gathering facts
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into systems, and illustrating systems by facts ;
learning the meaning of that which they saw
taking place piecemeal under their eyes every
moment as they lived. Many fancies of the
poets faded for them, no doubt. The ever-
lasting hills, the personality of the pale cold
moon, or the bridegroom sun, these became
only trivialities to them, the nymphs left the
streams, and the wind had no tongue to tell
a tale to them. For the poetry of the new
learning has not yet come — a wider, bigger,
broader poetry than that which we know now,
spreading its allusions beyond the mere fancies
of man. But these boys learnt something of
the truth, and truth reached by reasoning
labour ; and great is the truth. Happy were
they in making this great friend their own ;
and they knew of their happiness ; and if a
stranger entered their room, they marked their
work still, and not the stranger. And happier
still were they, if with all their knowledge they
remembered its limits, and knew where they
really were in regard to the great hierarchy
of the sciences.
And from the language rooms the boys came,
where the principles of speech had been un-
folded to them, with all the principles of thought
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on which they depend, and all that the great
thinkers among mankind have said upon the
morals and the politics of their fellows, and the
relation of man to God. Wonderful places,
indeed, are all schools now. Wonderful is the
wealth of opportunities they give, compared
with that which they gave fifty years ago ;
the one has become the many, and the many
is suited to every kind of mind, and with
thought and care each master suits himself
and his subject to the minds of those who
learn with him.
Wonderful indeed are schools, but not per-
fect yet, nor will the perfecting of them come
by the multiplication of examinations. If
there are examinations, teachers will teach for
them ; and a teacher who teaches for examina-
tions is in danger of becoming like a man who
works simply for money, from out of whose
work much of that which is really valuable dis-
appears. And the boy who learns for examina-
tions is seldom educated. Most of that which
is really valuable goes out of his work also. At
present, too, with the multiplication of examiners
comes another danger — the danger that men
will be exalted into the position of examiners
who are not fit to hold it. Men of 'fads, men
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merely mechanical, men of insufficient know-
ledge, men who love power, men who love to
say cutting things, men without instinct, men
without industry or conscience. Perhaps the
hardest of all things is to examine well, and
proportion to the difficulty of examining well
is the difficulty of getting good men to do it.
Out of school and into the hall and to their
homes and houses the boys trooped for dinner,
each one making for his fellow, that boy or
those boys, whose friendship will make one of
the great joys of his life. And poor Attwater
went to watch for Hyde and Carter.
Hyde and Carter were too busy with the
coming game, and with the Tonbridge boys,
to have much time to speak to Attwater ;
nevertheless he made some little opportunity
for this pleasure. He liked to be seen with
these two boys, they were boys of influence
in the school, and were boys of the kind of
whom Attwater was afraid. They cared very
little for masters or for rules, and Attwater
secretly cared a great deal ; their lessons to
them were a secondary concern, and to Attwater
his lessons were a primary concern. He was
very much afraid of being considered by them
weak-minded, and a prig, and he affected in
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their company the tone of a man of the world
without much regard for law and order, and
willing to break every rule of the school. He
.went up to the group of Tonbridge boys with
^hom they were standing after lunch at about
fci quarter past two, and began to talk of the
" This football,'* he said, *' seems tame after
" Have you seen much ? " said the Tonbridge
boy to whom he spoke. '* I haven't, excepting
when a College team came down to play us."
'' I saw some when I went up to Oxford last
week, and I hope to see some next week."
'' When ? " said the boy.
*' The 'Varsity match," said Attwater, *' we
mean to go."
" Will you be allowed ? " said the boy, '' will
you get leave ? "
" I don't think we shall ask," said Attwater,
looking at Hyde, a little uncertainly, as he
fancied that Hyde did not like the subject.
'* How shall you manage ? " said the Ton-
'' I expect I shall be unwell," said Attwater
with a laugh.
The Tonbridge boy did not seem to be much
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impressed, and looked, as Attwater looked, at
Hyde said, '' I dare say we shall go, but I
don't exactly know how. I want to see the
"I should Hke to,'' said the Tonbridge
captain. *' I've got a brother playing ; but
of course I can't."
Hyde seemed desirous to drop the subject ;
but one of the groups of smaller boys standing
admiringly around heard the dialogue, and
went away spreading this piece of news among
others more closely connected with the after-
noon. So interesting did it seem that the boys
Hstened to it, and heard that Attwater and
Hyde and some others meant to see the Univer-
sity match ; and that Attwater meant to sham
being ill in order to get away.
" Attwater is a beastly fool," said Kaffyn,
who had recovered his interest in things at
one o'clock, " and if he comes talking to me,
as he did yesterday, I shall tell him so. I hate
a prefect who talks like that ; he has no busi-
ness to be a prefect or to be here."
" Hyde is going, they say," said another
" Hyde can play at football," said Kaffyn,
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" and Attwater can't. I don't believe Hyde
is going/' he added, after a pause.
'' Yes, he is," said ElHs; '' I heard him teU
Grant so in the interval to-day, and I don't
think Grant liked it."
'' What did he say ? " asked Kaffyn.
'' It was him and Carter talking, and Hyde
said he was going to get a telegram and go on
the strength of it ; and Carter was going to be
out of school and go."
" I don't believe he will go," said Kaffyn,
" and anyway Attwater is a beast. He goes
bragging about and doing everything he thinks
will please Hyde."
'' I shouldn't think it would please Hyde to
have Attwater come," said Ellis. '' I wouldn't
go with Attwater anywhere even if he wanted
me to. He's such an ass."
'' What did Grant say ? " asked Kaffyn.
*' He didn't say anything. But afterwards
he didn't speak a word about the match or
say anything. He just stood still for a minute
without speaking and then he walked off. And
the Old Man looked out of the window and
sent for Hyde and Carter, as if he had heard
"I wish he had," said Kaffyn. "It's a
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beastly thing to do, I think. That's Gunter,
their three-quarter back ; and that's Tremayne,
the half-back. I expect Grant will settle him ;
but Gunter got two tries against Bedford."
And so on went the conversation, until pre-
sently, as three o'clock came near, the boys all
collected in a ring round the field, and the
referee appeared, and looked at its bearings,
and the great ring was formed two or three
deep and more in many places all round the
Mr. James was one of the gentlest mannered
men, and a keen lover of football too, that is
of school football. He was a strong patriot,
and since the struggles of the year in the out-
door life of the school were those in which
it was matched against another school in
cricket or football, these match days caused
in him the most intense interest. About
five minutes before the game began he usually
took his place at a comer of the ground, and
there he was wont to stay, saying nothing,
hardly ever applauding ; but when a good
piece of play was done by one of the Dulwich
side he smiled, and tightened his lips, and
his face reddened. He did not care to talk
to any one during the course of the match,
excepting perhaps one or two of the masters
who quite understood him, and one or two
of the boys ; but as a rule he said never a
word. He had played both cricket and foot-
ball in his day of twenty years ago, and knew
the points of both games.
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On this day at 2.55 he appeared at the
comer of the field, ready to look at the game,
but with a feeling that the excitement of
looking at it would be too great to be pleasant.
For the ten years during which he had been
at Dulwich it had been his habit to stand here,
and his interest had grown with each year,
as he identified his happiness more and more
completely with the happiness of the school.
But he had not taken his place for two minutes
before something happened which made him
uneasy. He had good eyes for such occur-
rences, because they made him miserable.
He saw a young man detaching himself from
the crowd about thirty yards away, and
moving with what Mr. James felt to be a
threatening step in his direction. If this
was not the object of his movement, thought
Mr. James, why should he move at all ? Why
stir from his excellent place ? Mr. James
glared at the field, but with the side of his
eyes he could see the movement still going
on, becoming more threatening with every
step. Mr. James still glared upon the field,
and began to take the precautionary measure
of stirring a little from his position, so that
he might not be absolutely caught and fixed
in one spot. A quarter of a minute more
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and he was aware that the young man was
Mr. James had often said that the least
pretence is deceit, and the least deceit is
objectionable. But was he not now pretend-
ing that he did not see this young man ? The
young man Hfted his hat ; Mr. James feigned
to observe the field only. Mr. James had
sunk very low. He must, according to his
theories, pay a penalty, either a smaller one
now, or a greater one hereafter. The young
man formed up in front of him, and Mr. James
must see him and shake his hand, not know-
ing who he is, with a horrible certainty that
his tongue was long, else he would not have
acted as he was acting.
'' You do not remember me ? " he says.
''I do not, I am ashamed to say,'' says
Mr. James. ** Who is it ? "
*' Planter," says the young man.
'' Oh, Planter ! " says Mr. James, very
guiltily, remembering Planter, a senior boy at
Ingleton school eleven years ago ; perhaps
not a bad boy, as a boy, but how very in-
opportune was his arrival ! Planter no doubt
lived miles away ; this was not a visit of
two minutes or of ten, it was a serious matter.
Planter, no doubt, knew no one on the ground ;
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no doubt he had come to see Mr. James ; no
doubt he would stay to tea. Mr. James felt
'' I hoped I should find you here/* said
Planter pleasantly. '' I went to your rooms,
they told me you were here.'*
" How often/* thought Mr. James, *' have
I told the servants not to do this, at least
hinted it to them ; for they are so clumsy
that if I told them too strongly they would
be offensive, and make me seem so ; and
anything almost is better than that.'*
'* Yes/' said he, really genially if the posi-
tion be properly considered ; so genially at
all events that Planter thought the welcome
*' I thought you would have little to do on
a half holiday afternoon," went on Planter.
'' Yes,*' said Mr. James again.
" So I came."
'' Yes," said Mr. James.
''Shall I," thought Mr. James, ''ask him
to tea now, and he will go away till then ?
But of course he will come to tea in any case.
Shall I tell him to go away, and come again
in an hour ? But I shall not be happy with
him operating on me from a distance all
through the match ; and of course he won't
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want really to see the match at all. I wonder
if he would like to see the pictures. If he
would only like that, it would do."
. He said, '' You have been to Dulwich before ? ''
'' No," said Planter.
''It is rather abrupt," thought Mr. James,
*' but it must be done in some way, for the
teams are nearly on the ground."
Then he said aloud, '' Most people come
some time, to see the pictures. Would you
like to ? "
He stopped short, feeling that he would be
bound to take Planter himself to see the
pictures, as things stood. But Planter didn't
care for pictures. He had come simply to
have a talk with Mr. James.
'' How very annojdng," thought Mr. James.
'* And," said Planter, " since you have
nothing to do, you may as well talk to me
here out in the open air."
''Oh yes," said Mr. James ruefully, as the
teams were stripping. " And how are you
getting on ? "
"Oh, very well," said Planter. " Fm in
the Town Council of my town, and I'm
Chairman of the School Board. You always
inculcated in me that it was right to perform
civic duties, and so I became a candidate for
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the Council and was elected, and am now,
in fact. Mayor — the youngest Mayor in the
kingdom but one/'
*' Yes, indeed,'' said Mr. James, '' how very
nice." As the boys took their places. '' And
who is the youngest ? and how old are you ?
and Mrs. — ah ! — Mayor "
The ball was kicked off, and the most in-
teresting — but it is of no use to write of the
interest in connection with poor Mr. James,
for he couldn't enjoy it.
Planter looked rather surprised at Mr. James'
incoherency, but he was not easily put out.
'* Oh yes," he said, " I am, in fact, married."
*' Indeed," said Mr. James, '' how nice, and
have you any — Mayors — I mean children ? "
" Oh yes," said Planter, '* and I wanted to
ask you about them. The eldest boy has just
recovered from the measles."
*' Oh dear ! " said Mr. James.
'' But he is not really well yet ; would you
press him in his work ? "
'' No, I think not," said Mr. James,
'* What would you put him to work at ? "
'' Oh, almost anything," said Mr. James,
*' that's wholesome. You'll come to tea, and
we can talk about it."
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'* Yes/' said Planter, *' but I am afraid I
must go at 4.30. He is a nice boy."
** No doubt/' said Mr. James heartily, strain-
ing his eyes to see what was happening in the
far comer of the field.
'* But not strong/'
'' No doubt," said Mr. James.
'' But quite quick. I don't say it because
I am his father, but every one who sees him
says so. He can read Caesar now."
'* Dear me ! " said Mr. James.
** That's very good for a boy of nine," said
'' Oh, very good," said Mr. James ; not
really knowing what it was that was good,
but making up for his ignorance by mechanical
The case of the boy, the first-bom Planter,
occupied the next quarter of an hour ; and
then it appeared that Planter had written a
book. " Planter ! " thought Mr. James roused
by the monstrosity of the thing into semi-
consciousness of what Planter was saying. It
was so. Planter ! a book designed to place
the local government of England in its proper
place in relation to all other governments, from
the government of the spheres to that of the
young Planters. The work was a long one, and
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began with a sketch of authority in general,
in regard to those who exercise it and those
upon whom it is exercised. Planter, in a voice
rendered husky by an hour's continuous use, had
reached the end temporarily of an analysis of
this prologue, and was pausing for Mr. James'
comments upon it when the clock struck 4.15
and the end of the match came, and Mr. James,
feehng hke a discharged battery, took Planter
down to the station.
*' Fve had a most pleasant afternoon,"
'' Fm very glad of that,*' said Mr. James ;
" and that is one good thing certainly.''
'* I'll come again some half holiday ; I dare-
say I shall always find you on the ground or
** Yes, yes," said Mr. James thoughtfully,
but of what he was thinking Planter did not
guess. Planter never even as a boy knew
what any one thought of him, and as a man
he went further in the direction of ignorance,
and always knew wrongly.
But though poor Mr. James hardly saw the
match owing to Planter, yet it had gone on
from beginning to end to the huge joy of most
of the rest of the spectators.
It is an anxious as well as a proud moment
for the team when it goes out stripped, and
wearing, each boy his highest colours, to play
a great school football match. Into the sixty-
five minutes that follow are to be crammed
as abundant a measure of struggle as in any
sixty-five minutes of ordinary life. The boys
in hundreds, with many spectators' besides,
stand around the whole space, each one full
of strong sympathy, all of them wishful for
one side or the other to win, eager, unable to
spare a thought to anything else on earth.
Their talk is all of what is to come, of specula-
tion, and news with regard to either team,
the state of the ground, the toss, the wind,
and many other circumstances. The ring is
round the field composed almost entirely of
sympathisers with the home team, but there is
in one part of the ground a knot of supporters
of the other. They have come, some fifty in
number — boys now belonging to the other
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school, or old boys once belonging to it — to
see the game, and to cheer their own side.
The clock strikes three. The teams walk
from the paviHon to the corner of the field,
to the great delight of all who see them going
and know that the game is about to begin,
and away from the field the boys in the extra
lesson hear the strokes of the clock and fancy
to themselves what is being done, and wish
that what is were otherwise. They look at
the master taking them, with a little feeling
of bitterness, identifying him with the system
which has brought them there ; and he thinks
of them with a Httle feeling of bitterness,
thinking, ** If these boys had not been, one
' very idle ' another ' impertinent ' and so on,
I might have seen what they and I both want
Outside every one sees, the boys run from
the buttery, the last dressers run from the
bath block and the pavilion ; the College
servants appear at the windows, and there is
a round of applause as the Tonbridge team
steps away from the hutch where they have
left their coats and mufflers and honour caps,
a group of fifteen lithe, free-stepping boys,
in red and white jerseys, and red and white
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stripes to their dark blue knickerbockers, and
red and white stockings. They are carefully
and even reverently scanned, and every one
looks eagerly and speaks little. In half a
minute or less there is a louder round of
applause, and a cheer from almost the whole
ring, as the Dulwich boys step out from the
trees, and over the ropes and into the ground,
dressed in the familiar black and blue, the
sight of which is dear to every Dulwich boy.
The players range themselves, and it is seen
that we are to kick up hill at first ; the ball
lies yellow in the centre of the ground, Carter
lifts his hand, the opposing captain lifts his
hand in answer, and Carter advances to the
ball — and kicks. From all the field there
rises a shout, and the game has begun. The
ball is caught by the three-quarter back, and
he runs — good gracious, how he runs ! who
can stop him ? He is round the forwards and
nearly out in the open beyond them, when
Grant hurls himself upon him, 9 stone 10 to
12 stone, and down he comes. What a cheer
rose from all the ground ! The people in the
road echoed it ; those in the train standing
in the station heard it, and wished they had
seen what caused it. And those in the extra
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lesson heard it, and thought, " Was it a try ? "
Presently from the scrimmage, the two half-
backs. Grant, and James, the boy whose
digestion had not been quite satisfactory that
morning, instead of passing to the three-
quarters, whom the others were watching,
seeing an opening advanced with a pretty
piece of passing, and actually between them
slipped in before the backs had well taken
their eyes from Hyde, whom they had been
taught to dread.
The delight of the field and the team was
frantic. The bigger boys shouted, and the
smaller ones screamed really almost mad with
joy ; then they stopped their shouting, and
watched while James lay down and Hyde came
forward to take the kick. There was a moment
of suspense and silence, though the boys saw
the ball fly straight towards the posts, until
the whistles sounded ; and then again and
again the cheering rose, and little boys could
be seen jigging with delight ; and some, turn-
ing, slapped their friends on the back, and then
Ten minutes play, and a goal already ! The
field was set again ; and now the Tonbridge
boys kicked off ; and then again that long-
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legged runner, who moved like a greyhound,
was away with the ball ; one pass to his half-
back and away again, with the ball returned
to him, away round the scrimmage, and up
towards the upper corner of the field ; he
passed the knot of Tonbridge boys on his
way, and they cheered him well I promise
you, and louder and louder their shouts
sounded discordantly to Dulwich ears, as he
rounded the whole field, and dodged the back
and grounded the ball, but up in the very
corner of the field. The kick was too hard
for a goal and the game stood 5 to 3.
But Hyde changed his field, and set a boy,
clever, quick, and plucky, to watch this player,
and charged him to see that whatever happened
he came not through again. And well did the
boy, who was our good friend Coggan, do as
he was told. His absence was felt in the pack,
and he himself longed greatly to be there ;
but he did not even move a step towards it,
but, independent of all formation, in due
relation to the scrimmage and the Tonbridge
player, he moved, his eye upon both, his
teeth set, and even his hand clenched, as he
thought of what he had to do. The Tonbridge
three-quarter back felt himself marked, and
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knew that he should not have such another
run again as that which he had just had. He
looked at the other's limbs and watched his
springy movements, and knew that he could
run ; but so could he himself, and he felt
fresh and sound, and longed for the chance
which would show whether his pace or the
other's was the better. Three times he thought
he had it ; but each time Grant or James,
whose play was splendid, flung themselves
beyond the scrimmage and spoiled the pass ;
but at last, the fourth time, it came again,
and a hum of apprehension went round the
field as it was seen that again he had the ball,
and without a moment's pause he started at
a great speed, with another three - quarter
racing close behind him, to make his run.
The forwards paused, the Tonbridge forwards
stood nearly still, it was their rest now ; they
knew the three-quarters' play, and it never
failed. They stood a moment and watched
with rising joy, while the Dulwich forwards
watched also uneasily, moving sideways back,
trouble written on their faces. The passing
began and the Dulwich tacklers seemed no-
where. Grant missed his cast, and save for
a long stagger Hyde was passed. " Where is
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Coggan ? " thought he. There he is, and
Hyde half smiled to see him in the place to
which he had crossed at a scamper, and stood,
hands out, bent and ready, in the direct line
along which the two three-quarters must go.
And near him stood the back, more easy in his
mind because thus supported.
'* Now ! " screamed Hyde : and now at the
Tonbridge boy sprang Coggan ; not ran, but
sprang, and hurled himself like a projectile
low upon him, and down he came ! Coggan
had missed the ball, but it fell forward. The
back could have taken it, though the other
Tonbridge three-quarter was close upon him ;
but the whistle blew, and the danger was
finished in this way, and each boy breathed
It was now half-time, and the thirty boys
threw themselves on the ground to rest. Each
boy felt glad to rest ; for both forwards and
outsides had done their duty well ; the forwards
on each side none the less for the fact that
their work had not been showy. In five
minutes the whistles were blown, and they
stood up again, ready and eager with the end
now in sight, each boy determined to play
until there was no more play left in him.
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No need for the weaker to husband any
strength ; in point of time it was thirty minutes
now before them, not sixty ; and at the end
of the thirty each boy had but to Hve, and
trust to the future to bring him back to his
old power of strength and movement ; and
meanwhile he must play, play with his head
and his body and his legs, play with all his
might. And play he did ; each forward hold-
ing up the scrimmage until it seemed a mass
of stone and not of living boys, each outside
watching and seizing and tackling and running
like a deer.
Grant and James were good beyond all the
rest, making no mistake, working like one
machine and not two boys, and feeding the
three-quarters in a faultless way ; and Coggan
was wary and watchful and played with his
head, scheming in the most strategic manner,
so that the line was not again fairly broken ;
and the Tonbridge boys on their side each did
their duty, like upright- manful football players.
Then upon the field, to the joy of the Dulwich
boys, at last the quarter past four chime
sounded ; the whistles were blown long and
loud. '' No side,*' was called, and in an
instant the whole ring was broken, each boy
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running with all his might to the clump of
trees, and standing there and making a lane
for the players to pass. All the boys cheered
themselves hoarse as the players came. Again
and again they roared their joy, and then
seizing — each group a player — they bore him
shoulder high to the buttery and laid him
down again to comfort his thirsty soul. Then
having cheered the Tonbridge boys, the crowd
dispersed to talk about the match and say
that never had a better match been played ;
and so indeed said the referee. He had seen
some hundred matches, but none played more
sternly from the start to the finish, without
hitch or snivel or shirking or complaint.
After the match there was the dinner in Hall,
pleasant to the Dulwich team, which played
the generous host very well, praising the play
of their opponents. Indeed it is easy for a
winning side to give this praise ; and pleasant
for a losing side to receive it. Each member
of the Dulwich team felt himself drawn more
closely to the other members of it, as is always
the case between men or boys when they have
in company done their duty. Hyde had been
proud of his team, with which he had taken
much pains ; and he and Carter were both de-
lighted with the play of Grant and James and
Coggan. After dinner followed the walk to
the station with the Tonbridge boys, and the
set off ; and then as the boys walked back
from the station, Hyde said to Grant and
James, '' You two fellows can get your colours.''
The three boys were walking together, and
with them were also Carter and Gillett, who
had his colours already and had played well
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in the scrimmage on that day. Grant was
silent for a moment, and then he said to Hyde,
taking James by the arm, '' Will you and
Carter just come here a minute ? ''
The four left Gillett on the path, and drew
away into the roadway, where also Coggan
was walking with the other prefect in his house.
Grant said, his heart beating rather fast, and
with a slight tremor in his voice at first but
very steadily afterwards, ** Hyde, I will not
take any colours from you, unless you give
up your plan for Monday."
*' What do you mean ? " said Hyde, while
Carter felt both angry and ashamed.
'* I mean this,'* said Grant, quite steadily
now. '' You are going to do on Monday, and
so is Carter, what a prefect ought not to do,
and what will upset the prefects* authority.
I can't stop you ; but if you do it, I won't
consider you a prefect or captain, or have any-
thing in any way to do with you.'*
" It's no business of yours," said Hyde, in a
dangerous kind of way.
'* Yes, it is," said Grant ; *' I'm a prefect and
captain of the school, though now I don't wish
to be, and I won't have the school upset, and
mischief done like this, if I can help it."
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'' You can't help it/' said Hyde.
'' I know that," said Grant, " but I can d(
as I said, and I will ; I won't take my colour:
from you, or treat you as a prefect in an^
way, if you do it. You shall have no patrol."^
" So much the better," said Hyde.
" You oughtn't to say so," said Grant, " anc
I won't play under you in the team, now thai
the school matches are done, nor will Coggar
nor James, and I shall write to Seymour and
tell him what I have done and why, if he
brings the team of old boys."
Hyde hesitated. He expected Carter to speak
in fury, but Carter did not ; Hyde wondered
why. He did not himself know what to say.
There were many good points about the boy,
only they were overlaid by his overpowering
love of football, which made him forget many
things which he knew quite well. On that
afternoon he had felt his heart warm towards
his own team, and his own school football,
which the praise of the referee had greatly
exalted in his heart. Moreover he liked Grant
personally and wished to be friendly with him ;
he felt that Gillett, with whom he was going
and who was in a measure directing him in
this matter without his own knowledge, was
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not so fine a fellow as Grant ; he was a little
nervous also about the result of the whole
matter if he were found out, as it was always
possible he should be. And lastly and chiefly
he knew that Grant was in the right. He
seemed to understand, as Grant spoke, what
was the proper thing for a prefect to do, and
how mischievous it was if he did not do it. • If
Carter had spoken angrily and supported the
design which he had once had in his mind,
Hyde might have felt bound to support it too.
But Carter was silent. Hyde had no power
to read character, and he did not understand
Carter's silence ; but in fact Carter felt as
Hyde did, that they had been in the wrong,
though his feeling was more personal, and
depended much upon the affection he felt for
certain masters who had been very kind to
him when he had been very ill a term or two
ago, and towards whom he felt that, if he
did this thing, he would be a kind of traitor.
Thus while the two boys faced the three
boys who were all in some trepidation for the
future, but steady in their resolve, there was
silence, and then Hyde looked at Carter ; and
then he said, turning to Grant, '' All right, I
will not go.'*
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" Nor I," said Carter.
'' That's all right/* said Grant, '* and thank
you for my colours.'*
Attwater came up behind, and walked with
them. He said to Carter, '' The referee buttered
your play awfully ; he said you must have seen
a lot of good football.**
Now Carter had not seen any football ex-
cepting at Dulwich, and all he knew about
the game had been taught by Mr. Knight,
who lay behind Hyde as the coach of the
team. '' We shall see some more on Monday,**
said Attwater, for he had that afternoon settled
it with his conscience and with Hyde to go on
** Tm not going,** said Hyde shortly, '^ so
you can go alone,'* he added rather grimly,
for he understood how the matter lay with
The boys all went on together, turning their
backs on Attwater, whose way lay in the other
direction, and no one said '' good-night ** to
He slowly and sorrowfully went to his home
to meditate for twenty-four hours upon the
changes that occur in the relations of men in
The day at Dulwich was nearly finished ; the
darkness had long settled on the deserted
playing fields ; the clump of trees, the bath
block, the pavilion, where boys had swarmed
like bees in the afternoon, were nothing now
but shapes rising darkly into the air, and the
grass seemed now only a sheet of lighter colour
spread over the whole face of the ground. The
stars were looking down upon the blocks,
which were now as still as they ; and the
school, with the silence and solitude that
reigned throughout it, seemed in some degree
akin to them. The Spirit of the school — of
learning and science, of poetry and hope, of
energy and generosity — quickened by the stir
of the day, and deriving her life from it, and
from that of many a thousand of days that
had preceded, now rested in the darkness,
none the less a reality now, not dull and
inert, but making her presence felt as much
as in the day, or all the more, because the
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stir was passed, and stillness had succeeded
She seemed to gather herself together in
the darkness, musing and reckoning ; sad for
some things, but glad it may be for most things
that had passed within her domain that day.
Sad for all tempers, all selfishness and mean-
ness shown, for each deed of unkindness done,
for each bungling act, whereby what was
bad had been made worse, and what was good
had been made less powerful. Sad for each
piece of work slackly done, each misrepre-
sented fact, each ill-tempered speech, each
mutinous thought ; and glad for every honest
effort, every temptation pushed aside, every
noble thought appreciated, every secret of
nature unveiled ; glad of the dawn of know-
ledge in each brain, and glad of all the merry
and gallant life which as long as it is un-
poisoned by mischief, the mischief of rioting,
and the mischief of bad thoughts, makes a
school the pleasantest place on earth. Here
there is less pushing aside of the weak, less
scheming for gain, less hardness and impeni-
tence, more forgiveness, more free happiness,
more willingness to obey than elsewhere in
the world. What man is there who would
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spoil this fair life ? bringing grief into the
face of our Lady, who is the creature and
the creator of our good spirit. Who is it that
spoils it ? He who speaks of masters to boys
as he ought not to speak of them, unfairly
criticising or deriding them. He who speaks
to boys roughly or in any way as he ought
not to speak to them, stirring in them thoughts
of disobedience and of mischief.
These thoughts passed through the mind of
Mr. James as he sat in his room waiting for
his evening pupils ; looking out rather sorrow-
fully over the school site. One of his faults
as a master was that he expected too much
personal regard from his pupils, and felt too
much disappointed if he did not get what he
expected. The school was to him in the place
of many interests, and he felt so much per-
sonal pleasure in doing his best for his pupils,
that he was never happy unless some four or
five of them, or two or three of them, were on
terms of absolute intimacy with him, preferring
his company to that of others. Obviously
this was not wise of him ; some of the wisest
among his colleagues told him so sometimes,
and, when he from time to time found him-
self disappointed as to the amount of pleasure
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which particular boys had in his company,
he acknowledged to himself, though not to
his colleagues, that they were right. To them
he only replied by the general assertion, which
is true enough, that most masters, as well as
he, simply liked their pupils according to the
amount of influence which they had over them ;
otherwise they only tolerated them, having a
feeling towards them which took away much
pleasure from school life.
*' It is a question of degree, my dear boy,'*
said Mr. Harris to him — old father Harris,
as his colleagues called him from his ways
of almost maternal urgency with them —
others called him Haristides, from his many
virtues and their dislike of them. '' A question
of degree ; and you overdo it. Now here you
are waiting for Coggan, and you will be quite
unhappy if the poor boy doesn't come ; and
how can he be expected to come and take an
interest in mere Latin prose, after playing a
hard game at football. You ought to have
let him off ; and if you didn't, he ought to let
himself off, and not come."
Mr. James rather winced at these remarks,
and felt that he understood the unpopularity
of Mr. Harris with those of his colleagues who
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did not know him well enough to call him
names to his face.
*' I wish you would get out," he said to
Mr. Harris, '* I don't want any of your surplus
knowledge ; go and give it to Cousins down
below ; perhaps he'll be the better for it. Go
and explain to him why his boys made such
a row when they came in and went out this
morning that mine were scandalised. And tell
him not to make jokes ; and explain to him
the cadences of merriment, so that he may
know when boys are laughing with him and
when they are laughing at him. That will be
plenty for you to do this evening ; and do get
out now ; you know nothing about anything ;
and here is poor Coggan, as you call him,
coming joyfully upstairs."
Mr. Harris retired ; and Mr. James felt
himself really happier as Coggan gave a good
proof of his faithfulness by coming for his
prose and essay on this evening.
*' Are you very tired ? " he said.
" No, sir," said Coggan.
*' Well, come and sit down, and let us see
what the prose is like."
The prose was satisfactory. That is, it was
grammatical ; but easy in its movement and
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idiomatic it was not. '' Why should it be ? *'
said Coggan, when these defects, which he
could not see but was obliged to take on faith,
had been pointed out to him.
'*.What is the good of writing good prose,
eh ? '' said Mr. James. *' Well, no one ever
told me when I was young, and I can't re-
member that I ever wanted to know ; but I
believe boys are different now, and want to
know the reason for everything."
*' Yes, sir,'' said Coggan, but very nicely.
" Well," said Mr. James, throwing himself
back in his armchair and having Coggan by
his side and the prose resting between them,
Coggan just at such a distance from him that
he could reach him at certain points of his
disquisition, " doing Latin prose, or almost
anything else for the matter of that, is not
an end in itself. Happiness of a certain kind
is the only end in itself, and doing a good
piece of prose doesn't make you happy ? "
" Yes, it does, sir," said Coggan, after a
'* No, it doesn't," said Mr. James; '' you feel
happy because you have done your duty, or
because you will be commended, or because
the thing is done, or because that something
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is gained for the sake of which you do it. And
you want to know what it is. Isn't that it ? "
He leaned forward and gave Coggan's coat
collar a shake, when Coggan did not at once
answer. The fact was Coggan did not know
whether that was it or not, and he would not
answer until he did. Mr. James showed a
fault as a teacher by going on before Coggan
was satisfied ; Mr. James was always incon-
siderate in this way ; the reason was perhaps
partly that he was afraid as it were of being
** taken down,'' of giving anything definite to
anybody which he might afterwards be called
upon to explain, and which could be quoted
as his. Thus the fault sprang from self-con-
sciousness, the fault of all others against which
naturally therefore he declaimed most to his
pupils, all unconscious that it was his.
'* Well, what that something is, seems to be
this, though perhaps when you know what it
is you won't like to have it, for there are
places where it becomes an improper posses-
sion. First you must remember that that
composition is in a dead language something
like what conversation is in a living language,
and makes you know the language and appre-
ciate what you read. Now when you read with
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this appreciation, you become to some extent
another, and not yourself ; and when you read
Latin well, you become to that extent a Roman,
as understanding Roman ways and thoughts.
And when you work at Latin prose, you are
working so as to be able to do this.
" Now this power of becoming another is not
exactly valuable in every relation of life. For
instance, my dear Coggan, I earnestly believe
that you would not have been able to play so
well to-day, and catch hold of that long-legged
Tonbridgian, if you had been able, readily and
without your weekly visits to this abode of
mine, to do good prose. For the power of
putting yourself in the position of another is
not useful in actual tackling. A person should
not do this when he tackles, but, regardless
of the feelings and wishes of another, which
he will instinctively regard if he knows them
thoroughly, he should, I believe, make for his
legs and pull him over, and roll on him and
squeeze him and the ball, and assert his self in
a most emphatic manner. But in other cases,
not of struggle, and perhaps the best cases
are cases not of struggle, excepting against mis-
chief, the power to understand the view and
thought of another is valuable, because it lies
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at the root of all docility, and consequently
of all real progress of every kind. It may seem
slavish to you to abandon your own point of
view. But when that which you take is that
of a virile people like the Romans, you gain in
virility what you seem to lose by suppleness.
And when you work to improve your vocabu-
lary, you improve your memory ; and when
you work to get rhythm, you improve your
ear, and music is the same in all languages.
" Besides this you have probably also a
shadowy feeling that it is good for you to be
taught and disciplined ; and also another that
you would like to please your father and mother
by winning a scholarship ; and also please the
people here, and Mr. James. And I believe
that these are mainly the reasons for my teach-
ing you prose, and for your liking to do it.
And all this illustrates in a way what Charles
the Fifth or some one else said, that when he
had learnt another language, he felt that he
had received another soul. And you may re-
member this, if they ever want you to explain
the saying in a general paper at Oxford.
Though don't understand me to say that I
want you to have another soul, for with the
one which you have I am satisfied ; but there
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is no great harm in developing it, I believe/'
Mr. James stopped, observing symptoms of
great sleepiness in his auditor. '' Another
two minutes and you would have -slept,'* he
said. '* I stopped in time. Perhaps another
evening you will not ask me what is the good
of anything, after playing a match. Go you to
bed and sleep ; good-night, my dear Coggan.''
And so the last lesson was given, and soon
the most wakeful eye among the Dulwich boys
closed for this day ; and it ended well and
happily, as all days will end, if people do
what is right on them. Mr. James himself
lay back in his chair when Coggan left him
and his thoughts shaped the following prayer,
and then he got up and went to bed : —
" O Thou great Being, who in all ages hast
shown Thyself to those who look for Thee ;
to some in fear, because they are timid for
themselves, and know also what wickedness
is ; and to some in hope, because they know
something of what goodness is, and believe
that Thou wilt not leave them comfortless ;
and to some in love, because they are conscious
in themselves that though they fall, yet they
try to rise, conscious that their higher nature
develops in some degree, that they are in
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the main reaching after purity and courage
and patience and kindness and knowledge,
and that none of these things can be afraid,
and therefore in some degree they, having
them, may cast out fear of Thee, and that in
those who move forward at all there must be
hope of moving further forward still, and
therefore they have a just hope that their
natures will improve, and thus they will
become always more akin to Thee, —
*' O Thou great Being, whom those who
fear, and those who love themselves too much
limit by their fears and self-love, and say,
* lo ! Thou art there,' or ' lo ! Thou art
here,' in this ordinance, or this precinct, or
this council, or this company ; O Thou who
art beyond any precinct or any ordinance or any
council or any company, and yet art closer to
man than any of these, because Thou art that
to which his heart approaches when it is best, —
** O Thou who gatherest into Thyself every
good thought, pure thought, kind thought,
brave thought, patient thought, every thought
of knowledge humbly known, that men think
throughout the wide world, and encouragest
them, and whisperest peace to them when the
world is against them and they cannot do as
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they would or as they could, and wamest them
when the world is on their side, —
** O God, look down upon our company
here, and help us to make the effort to reach
what is better, more worthy of Thy great
Being, more pleasing, more akin to Thy nature ;
and for me, grant that I may not forget Thee,
but see Thee when I teach and when I rest ;
and may the thought of courage^ purity,
patience, kindness, and the reverence for
knowledge leave me never.
** This is my prayer to Thee, and this prayer
I make because Thou art brave and pure and
patient and kind and knowest all things.
Thou art these, because these are good, and
Thou art good. And One there has been in
this world who also has been all these, all of
them as Thou art all of them ; so far the
record of His life and death makes me believe.
He being as He is, is a token to me that Thou
art near me to help me ; and may I learn to live
without other tokens too much as my helpers,
for where two are one, no tokens have a place ;
and tokens cannot really make two to be one ;
and he who rests in tokens rests in his own
place, and moves not, or moves not freely
Hyde and Carter were never glad but once
that they did as they did that night, and that
once was always. They were glad throughout
the Sunday, and more glad still on Monday,
when the school gave honour to them, which
they could receive with a whole heart ; and
when the prefect's lesson came, and the Master
spoke about the team at the prefect's lesson,
and praised it for its skill and courage, and
particularly praised Hyde for his conduct of
it ; and most glad at the end of the term
when they went to the masters to say good-
bye, and went from each with a feeling that
allowed them to accept what each one said
to them, that they had done good service to
the school, and that the school was grateful
to them and proud of them. They felt that
there was no record behind which might come
to light and they be ashamed ; and if there
were one boy in the school whom they liked
and respected more than another, it was
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Grant ; and next after him James and Coggan ;
and such as Grant was and such as James and
Coggan, and indeed such as Hyde and Carter,
at least at their best, so may every boy be
who leaves the great school of Dulwich.
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