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very much on one side, and his nervous, The third apartment, on the left, was confused manner generally, tended to be mine. strongly to confirm. On seeing me for It was neatly furnished, with a small the first time, he grinned, always with table, a turn-up bedstead, a cabinet, his head askew, as if focussing me in a containing in the upper part two or favourable angle, laughed, and rubbed three bookshelves, in the middle an his right hand through his toused-look- escritoire, while its lower part was ing hair, by way of preparation, before divided into three drawers. In a corner offering it for my acceptance.
stood a common wash-stand. The room “Well," he said, squeakily, “how looked, with its bright fire lighted in de-do? Hope we shall be good friends." joyful celebration of my arrival, snug
I hoped so too; but neither of us and cheerful enough, and I was so highly seemed particularly sanguine as to the delighted and taken with the notion of future. His voice bore the sort of having a room, at school, all to myself, family resemblance to that of Punch, that I was really only half sorry when that might be expected to come from I saw my father drive off in his fly, in Punch's nephew on the Judy side. order to catch the express for town.
My father surveyed us both benignly. He was going to spend the evening He had nothing to say as to classics, or with the Cavanders. mathematics, as to school hours, train. I felt a choking in my throat and a ing, or, in short, as to any subject con- difficulty in bidding him farewell, which nected with my educational course. He I was fearful of his noticing, lest he had brought me down there himself, should set down this ebullition of emoand, I imagine, felt himself somehow tion to cowardice, and should depart out of place, beginning, perhaps, to wish hopeless of my ever being made a man he had confided me to a clerk, a butler, of, and despairing even of the efficacy or an uncle, or to anyone who would of Holyshadian treatment. Uncle Van have relieved him of this responsibility. has since told me that he talked of me After politely declining Mr. Keddy's and of Holyshade, for several days after, proffered hospitality of sherry and whenever an opportunity occurred; from biscuits, my father was about to take which I have inferred that the choking leave of me, when Mr. Keddy, who had sensation at the moment of bidding been staring at the tip of his own boot, adieu was not solely confined to my as he rested his foot on the fender, sud- throat. My father loved me in his own denly squeaked out
peculiar way; and as all the Colvins will “Would you like to see your boy's insist in doing everything in their own room, Sir John?"
peculiar way, so neither of us at this “Thank you," said my father, with time at all events was any exception to an air of great satisfaction.
the rule. By his example I was brought My poor father ! he had been troubled up to understand that any show of about many things just at this time, affection was childish, and had better whereof I was then, of course, profoundly be restrained in its very commencement. ignorant, and he was too glad to be quit Such a check is as dangerous to some of me, for a time, to be at all critical as constitutions as is a sharp frost in May to the lodging provided for me. I think to the promising fruit-trees. too, he was as much puzzled by this first Only some of the lower boys had review of Holyshade as I was, and, on the turned. This information I received from whole, was confusedly impressed by the my tutor's butler, a jolly, round, and atmosphere of the place.
red-faced man, with a square-looking An elderly maid-servant conducted us nose, named Berridge, who always to a passage on the first floor. On both seemed to me to smell more or less of sides were ranged the boys' rooms, look- oil, and was perpetually in his shirt ing like a corridor in a miniature model sleeves cleaning glasses. After him prison.
came George, a livery servant, a goodnatured lout, who looked as though he venture in lamps and candles. I felt had been torn from the plough and as if I were about to give a party. shoved into a swallow-tailed dirty-yellow “ Then that's all at present," said livery coat, with flat metal buttons, in Berridge, looking round, cheerfully. which costume he bore a striking re- “You don't want nothing else, I think, semblance to a very big bird.
just now. Sarah, that's the maid, will These two carried my boxes upstairs, bring you your kettle and tea-things, and assisted to cheer me, not a little. roll and butter. When the other young I took possession of my cupboard- gentlemen come back, you'll mess with like apartment with a new feeling some one." of proprietorship. It was all mine, He gave one look at my small hamper, every inch of it. Here I could do wherein our cook at home had stowed what I liked : just exactly what I away a tongue, a cake, and a pot of liked. As a commencement, I made strawberry jam. myself free of the place by the simple, There was such pleasure in anticipa. but expressive ceremony, of poking the tion of a meal all by myself, in my own fire. The fiery coals answered to the room—an idea I could not sufficiently poker, like a fiery steed to the spur. enjoy—that, at first, I really had no The fireplace and I warmed to one wish to go out of doors. another, and Mr. Berridge's face re- Mr. Berridge returned, in about half flected the glow, and beamed on me, an hour, bringing with him the lamp, encouragingly.
candles, and a box of matches. It was “You'll want," said Mr. Berridge, a very bright affair, of slightly gingerthoughtfully, while I was laying out bready material, I'm afraid, with a my wardrobe, “some candles and a ground-glass shade. lamp for your room.”
To one unaccustomed to its use it Of course I should. I had not was comparatively dangerous, as, if in brought them. I had overlooked this, attempting to put a candle in, you didn't as well as various other necessary articles screw the top on, which struggled and of furniture.
resisted on its own account with quite “That's no matter," said Mr. Berridge, remarkable power, the candle flew out, kindly; “ you can get 'em all here easy as if discharged from a catapult, and enough. You'd better have 'em of me. either broke something, or smashed itself All the young gentlemen does."
against the wall, or ceiling, greasing the Certainly anything that every other carpet in its fall. It was, therefore, Holyshadian did, must, I concluded, be some time before I mastered this fireright.
work. It was a deceptive thing, too, “A candle-lamp is what you want," as the candle always appeared the same continued Mr. Berridge, decisively, length, and when you were in the middle “ with a nice glass shade.".
of a most exciting story, there was a I thanked him for his consideration sudden click, a sharp vicious sputter, I had seen a candle-lamp in Old Carter's and, the next instant, you were in study.
darkness. “You won't want it just yet,” said However, as a commencement towards Berridge ; “ I'll bring it you in a hour's housekeeping, it served its purpose, or time about."
rather it served my tutor's excellent That would do. In fact, at that mo- butler's—Mr. Berridge's—purpose, who, ment anything that would have suited being a chandler by trade, and having a Berridge, even a cut-glass chandelier, lamp and candle shop “down town," would have suited me.
was naturally disinterested in recom“ I'll put a candle in for you,” he mending this admirable invention to said, “and you'd better have a packet my notice. I paid Mr. Berridge five o' Palmers besides."
shillings and threepence for it, and he, By all means. This was my first condescendingly, gave me a receipt.
Berridge's only chance of profit was, I do not remember—with the single exI subsequently found, with the new ception of the hot soup and the demiboys. When the old ones returned, poulet-rôti, at Calais, after the sea-voyage and we became acquainted, one of the Ganything so' acceptable, or which so first questions was, “Got one of that thoroughly served its customer's purpose, old humbug Berridge's lamps ?”
as those same buns and coffee at Bob's, Berridge must have taken a secret and Poole's, or Stepper's, in the old Holypeculiar pleasure in these transactions, shade Lower Fourth days. as, in spite of their having done con- When, afterwards, I had attained a siderable harm to any future dealings, higher form, we took our coffee later, he never omitted a chance of passing off and patronized, chiefly, Stepper's, which one of these lamps on a new boy, ap- was frequented by the fastest and biggest parently in preference to doing a steady Holyshadians, on account of such luxuand regular business with us throughout ries as hot sausages, grilled chicken, and the year. The masters and townspeople, ham and eggs, being served up in the however, dealt with him largely, I be back parlour by the fair hands of the lieve, and this, therefore, was only, so two sisters, Louey and Dolly Stepper; to speak, a little “fancy retail trade." the latter being what we used to con
I suppose it was my loneliness sider a “doosid fine girl," and a great at first at Holyshade—and I was the attraction to the more adventurous more solitary on account of no longer among those who wore the manly tail having such a companion as Austin and the single white tie. Comberwood had been to me that de Apropos of costume, stick-up collars veloped in me a taste for diary-keeping. were never worn. I remember one inI was then in my fourteenth year, and, novator who came out with them. He until I had friends to talk to among the braved public opinion for a day, atHolyshadians, my great amusement was tempted to lead the fashion, but, finding to keep accounts of time, doings, and tradition and custom too much for him, expenditure, to write to Austin, occa- he gave in, and followed it with the sionally too receiving and answering a rest. letter from Miss Alice, and making up Our dress was black jacket and black for Austin's absence by applying myself tie in a sailor's knot for small boys; and to the study of the best novels within black coat and white tie, without collars, my reach.
for the big ones. All wore hats. A I soon got accustomed to all the Holyshadian Fourth Form boy's hat miseries of the Lower Fourth Form. would have made Christy rejoice : the The candle-light dressing, the raw necessity for a new hat would have been mornings, the shivering little wretches so evident to that eminent tradesman. in the old oak-panelled school-room, It was to my hat I owed my sudden dimly lighted by guttering tallow candles leap from the status of a nobody into stuck in iron sockets, the master as irri- that of a popular celebrity. How this table as he was drowsy; in short, the chanced I will forth with proceed to whole sickly farce of half an hour's relate. duration, at the end of which, the great clock struck its welcome note, and we
CHAPTER XX. tumultuously rushed forth to throng
SHOWING HOW SOME HAVE GREATNESS the pastry cooks' shops for coffee, hot
THRUST UPON THEY—THE EPISODE OF buttered buns, hot rolls, or rusks and
MY HAT. butter.
I have no doubt, now, but that the HOLYSHADIAn initiation begins with hat coffee was gritty, thick, and, with the smashing. unwholesome greasy buns, not worth When I appeared in the cloisters for the matutinal outlay of fourpence. the first time, well-nigh friendless among But of all refreshments whereof I have all the boys (for, as yet, I had only partaken at all times and in all places, made a few acquaintances at my tutor's), & bigger idiot,
Tine, and wat te done witi i
in swemn conclaro in chambers, I longer top out o
samrunder br some not much bigger has mas conce.
What's your name / "asked a h
"Talrin .'” shouted a bigge
Hallo !” cried 3 third.
At this witticism, the
“What's your name other earnestly, as if information.
natured lout, who looked as though?
pest, which could not any had been torn from the
weaplarni out of the sport, where a shoved into a swalla
os tram longer concerned, it comfortably fell livery coat, w
umbers, he settled itself, in rakish fashion, which costu
de or the crown which adorned the head semblance to
boys of the Royal Founder's statue, that These tw
stands, with a ball and sceptre (it had and assist
e better have been a bat) in its hands, on I took
ime a pedestal in the centre of the College like ap
quadrangle. of pro'
rters to This incident was greeted with such every
pecking. an uproarious shout, as brought the what
sked a boy. masters out of chambers sooner than liked
aceably had been expected. Aware of this mys
result, a malicious boy in the crowd, bu?
pretending great sympathy for my exsking, my third. “Here's posed situation, offered to give me a
back over the railings which surrounded m. there was a burst the figure. This I accepted, and had hich I feebly attempted scarcely got myself safely landed
show I was equal to inside the barrier, when a fresh sort of pen at my own expense. hubbub arose, and I saw the boys shufif name ?” inquired an- fling off in gangs towards different doors ly, as if really asking for in the cloisters, while most of the
masters, all in academical costume, an
entire novelty to me, were standing in con take that, Colvin,” he re- a corner, apparently puzzled to account illogically, smashing my hat for the recent extraordinary disturbance,
which had not yet completely subsided. OP How are you, Colvin ?" shouted One of these was an old gentleman,
ty different voices at once, and something over the middle height, with While struggling to set my hat straight, white hair brushed away behind the I dropped my book, and was hustled ears, and bulging out at the back from from one to another, being passed on under his college cap. His face was of with a kick, a hit, a pinch, or a cuff, as a somewhat monkeyish type, for his occurred to the particular fancy and forehead receded sharply, and his upper humour of the boy to whose lot I hap- jaw was heavy and protruding, his feapened, for the moment, to fall.
tures being as hardly cut as those of the “Where's your hat, Curly ?”
quaint little figures carved out of wood I did not know. Scarcely had I by a Swiss peasant. He used goldenplaced it on my head, and begun to take rimmed eye-glasses suspended round his breath, than at a blow, from some neck by a broad black ribbon. He wore skilful hand, it disappeared into the a frill which feathered out in front, sug. school-yard.
gesting the idea of his shirt having come “Bully ! Bully!" was then the cry. home hot from the wash and boiled
I perfectly agreed with the sentiment. over. His collar and cuffs were of I considered that I had been grossly velvet. He invariably stood, and walked, bullied, but I could not understand leaning to one side, out of the perpendiwhy those who were shouting so loudly cular, as if he had been modelled on the “Bully!” should be the very ones to plan of the Tower of Pisa. run viciously at my unfortunate hat, This was Dr. Courtley, Head Master and treat it like a football.
of Holyshade. In another second I saw it sky'd up “Bleth my thoul ! ” lisped Dr. Courtinto the air, when, its line of descent ley, holding up his glasses, and almost being suddenly inclined at an acute angle closing his eyes in his efforts to see
over my eyes.
distinctly. “Bleth my thoul ! Whath demic pun. His assistants were of that?"
course immensely tickled. Three or four He pronounced his “a” very long groups of boys, still hanging about and very broadly, giving it the sound it their schoolroom doors, waiting the has in " hay.”
arrival of their respective masters, passed “A boy, I think,” said a squat, sleek round the joke about “faggy" and fagi, master, with a mouth like a slit in an and Dr. Courtley was gratified by youthorange. I subsequently learnt that this ful appreciation. was Mr. Quilter, the most severe of all In the meantime the Doctor's servant, the tutors, the development of whose Phidler, of gouty tendencies, and a scorsmile varied in proportion to the mag- butic countenance, was shuffling towards nitude of the task which he might be me with a ladder. setting as a punishment. He was a “You get up,” he said, gruffly, when rigid disciplinarian, but strictly just, he had fixed it, firmly resting on the and never accused of favouritism. railings, and reaching up to King
“It is," chirped a third, a dapper Henry's head. little man in such tightly strapped I obeyed, and fetched down my hat. trousers that walking seemed almost I heard a slight cheer, which, as in a impossible. When he had uttered his court of justice, was immediately reopinion he sniffed, put his head on one pressed. side like a feloniously-inclined magpie, “Come here, sir,” called out the and having smiled at his neighbour, portly master with the intelligent foreand been smiled upon in return, he ap- head. As I was approaching, I heard peared satisfied. His name I found out him saying to his dapper companion, in time was Mr. Perk; he was familiarly “Like Pat Jennings— regained the known among the boys as Johnny Perk. felt, and felt what he regained,'”_
A stout, ruddy-faced, clean-shaven whereat the Mr. Perk smiled, and moved master, with a very low vest, and a off, being followed into a distant room college cap right at the back of his head by a troop of boys. -purposely put there on account of his I had some idea that I should be great display of forehead-stepped from expelled, or at least flogged there and the group, and shouted brusquely then.
“Here! hi ! you sir! Come here, sir !” “What part of the thchool are you
“ Please, sir, I can't, sir," I replied in ?” asked Dr. Courtley. from my prison.
“Lower Fourth, sir." I was very unhappy.
“Take off your hat,” he said ; for in “ Can't !” exclaimed the brusque my nervousness, and forgetful of the premaster. “You got in there. Eh ? " sence in which I stood, I had quietly
“Please, sir, I came in for my hat.” replaced it on my head.
“ Come out with your hat, then,” “Who threw your hat there ?” he retorted the master impatiently.
went on. "I can't get it. sir.” I urged, plain “I don't know, sir," I answered, tively. “Please, sir, the statue's got it adding by way of satisfactory explanaon his head."
tion, “I've only just come here this All eyes were now turned upwards. half, sir." In another second they were all grinning. “Whatth your name ?”
“Bleth my thoul !” said Dr. Court “ Colvin, sir," I answered, almost ley ; “I knew the proper place for a expecting him to make a jest of it, and hat wath over a crown-but-he! he! perhaps some further rough treatment he !-hith Maathethty in a lower-boy'th from the three masters who were still hat-an inthtanth of thub tegmine fagi with their superior. To them he turned, -eh?”– he looked round at his com- saying, in a tone of genuine annoyancepanions, as, in uttering the quotation, he “It'th iniquitouth! really motht made the penultimate syllable short, and iniquitouth! It'th an old barbarouth the “g” hard, for the sake of an aca- cuthtom I thould like to thee abolithed.