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View the castle on the north, with its grand terrace of nearly a thousand feet in length, and high embattled walls; its superb facade, comprehending the stately Brunswick Tower; the Cornwall Tower, with its gorgeous window; George the Fourth's Tower, including the great oriel window of the state drawing-room; the restored Stuart buildings, and those of Henry the Seventh and of Elizabeth; the renovated Norman Tower; the Powder Tower, with the line of walls as far as the Winchester Tower; view this, and then turn to the east, and behold another front of marvellous beauty extending more than four hundred feet from north to south, and displaying the Prince of Wales's Tower, the Chester, Clarence, and Victoria Towers all of which have been raised above their former level, and enriched by great projecting windows; behold also the beautiful sunken garden, with its fountain and orangery, its flights of steps, and charming pentagonal terrace; proceed to the south front, of which the Victoria Tower, with its machicolated battlements and oriel window, forms so superb a feature at the eastern corner, the magnificent gateway receiving its name from George the Fourth, flanked by the York and Lancaster Towers, and opening in a continued line from the Long Walk; look at Saint George's Gate, Edward the Third's renovated tower, and the octagon tower beyond it; look at all these, and if they fail to excite a due appreciation of the genius that conceived them, gaze at the triumph of the whole, and which lords over all the rest the Round Tower gaze at it, and not here alone, but from the heights of the great park, from the vistas of the home park, from the bowers of Eton, the meads of Clewer and Datchet, from the Brocas, the gardens of the naval knights from a hundred points; view it at sunrise when the royal standard is hoisted, or at sunset when it is lowered, near or at a distance, and it will be admitted to be the work of a prodigious architect!
A similar order of women exists in New York, under the direction of the Episcopal Church, in connection with St. Luke's Hospital; and another in England, who tend the "House of Mercy" of Clewer. Such benevolent associations offer objects of interest to that class which most needs something to fill the void made by bereavement.
By-and-by it became known that the Castle was crowded almost beyond its capacity for accommodation; and as much of the responsibility of seeing to the lodging of guests fell upon Sir John de Brocas, he gave up his house at Clewer for the time being for the use of some of the guests of humbler rank, his son John acting as host there; and to this house the Gaston brothers were asked, amongst many other youthful esquires of like degree.
This time the question was answered sooner, and Brush-drill was dealt out for the space of five minutes by Stalky's watch. They could not even writhe in their bonds. No brush is employed in Brush-drill. "Did you give Clewer the Key?" "No; we didn't. I swear we didn't!" from Campbell, rolling in agony. "Then we'll give it to you, so you can see what it would be like if you had."
"Don't be rude, Campbell, de-ah," said McTurk, "or you'll catch it again!" "You are devils, you know," said Campbell. "What? for a little bullyin' same as you've been givin' Clewer! How long have you been jestin' with him?" said Stalky. "All this term?" "We didn't always knock him about, though!"
"He says he is devilish humble. Will you bully Clewer any more?" "No. No ooh!" "He says he won't bully Clewer. Or any one else?" "No. I swear I won't." "Or any one else. What about that lickin' you and Sefton were goin' to give us?" "I won't! I won't! I swear I won't!" "He says he won't lick us. Do you esteem yourself to know anything about bullyin'?" "No, I don't!"
"Now about my being a beast." "Pax oh, pax!" cried Sefton; "make it pax. I'll give up! Let me off! I'm broke! I can't stand it!" "Ugh! Just when we were gettin' our hand in!" grunted McTurk. "They didn't let Clewer off, I'll swear." "Confess apologize quick!" said Stalky. From the floor Sefton made unconditional surrender, more abjectly even than Campbell He would never touch any one again.
"If we find the merry jester who's been bullyin' him an' make him happy, that'll be all right. Why didn't we spot him when we were in the form-rooms, though?" "Maybe a lot of fags have made a dead set at Clewer. They do that sometimes." "Then we'll have to kick the whole of the lower school in our house on spec. Come on," said McTurk. "Keep your hair on! We mustn't make a fuss about the biznai.
Oh, you're killing us, Stalky!" cried Campbell. "Pre-cisely what Clewer said to you. I heard him. Now we're goin' to show you what real bullyin' is. 'What I don't like about you, Sefton, is, you come to the Coll. with your stick-up collars an' patent-leather boots, an' you think you can teach us something about bullying. Do you think you can teach us anything about bullying?
The snow and quiet of the world "out-along" made the lights and warmth of the room the more comforting and exciting, and Sam Figgis had hung holly about the walls and dangled a huge bunch of mistletoe from the middle beam and poor Jane Clewer was always walking under it accidentally and waiting a little, but nobody kissed her.
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