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I learnt my first lesson in a quarter of an hour; and I remember well how that unsmiling, grave man looked into my smiling eyes, parting the chestnut curls, which the matron would not cut off, from my brows, and saying, "Bene fecisti, Jacobe."
"Yes, I hear very well in the house, provided people don't speak loud." "Well, that's a queer sort of deafness; I think we are all troubled with the same complaint," cried Tom, laughing. During this remark, the Dominie made his appearance. "Salve Domine," said I upon his entering, taking my worthy pedagogue by the hand. "Et tu quoque, fili mi, Jacobe!
"Eheu! Jacobe, thou art in error; it is our duty to forgive as we hope to be forgiven." "I do forgive, sir, if that is what is requested: but I cannot, and will not, accept of further favours." The Dominie urged in vain, and left me. Mr Tomkins also came, and argued the point without success. I was resolved.
Friend Dux hath proved no friend, but hath led me into the wrong path: and as or the potation called Grog Eheu, Jacobe! how have I fallen fallen in my own opinion fallen in thine how can I look thee in the face! O, Jacob! what must thou think of him who hath hitherto been thy preceptor and thy guide!" Here the Dominie fell back on the pillow, and turned away his head.
He could attend to me, and as I related some early and singular impression, some conjecture of what I saw, yet could not comprehend, on the shore which I had never touched, he would rub his hands with enthusiasm, and exclaim, "I have found a new book an album, whereon I may write the deeds of heroes and the words of sages. Carissime Jacobe! how happy shall we be when we get into Virgil!"
The Dominie opened his eyes, stared at the deck and carlines above him, then at the cupboard by his side; lastly, he looked at and recognised me. "Eheu, Jacobe! where am I? And what is that which presses upon my brain? What is it so loadeth my cerebellum, even as if it were lead? My memory where is it? Let me recall my scattered senses." Here the Dominie was silent for some time.
"Amice, Jacobe," replied the Dominie; "the liquor hath mounted into thy brain, and thou wouldst rebuke thy master and thy preceptor. Betake thee to thy couch, and sleep off the effects of thy drink. Verily, Jacob, thou art plenus Veteris Bacchi; or, in plain English, thou art drunk. Canst thou conjugate, Jacob? I fear not. Canst thou decline, Jacob? I fear not. Canst thou scan, Jacob? I fear not.
Jacobe fili dilectissime quid fecisti?" cried the Dominie, holding up the fragment of his coat with a look of despair. "`A long pull, a strong pull, and a pull altogether," sang out old Tom: and then looking at Tom, "Now, ain't you a pretty rascal, master Tom?" "It is done," exclaimed the Dominie, with a sigh, putting the fragment into the remaining pocket; "and it cannot be undone."
It was attributed to Robert Earl of Essex, another favourite of his Queen, but has now been identified as the armour made by Jacobe Topf, for Sir John Smith, cousin german to Edward VI, and a great military writer of the sixteenth century. Many other pieces of this suit are in the Royal collection in Windsor Castle. The two foot figures came from the Great Armoury at Malta.
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