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At Harrow he lived for five years, on terms of affectionate intimacy with the Head Master and the staff; and, though he was keenly alive to the absurdities of the "catch-scholarship," as he called it, which was cultivated there, and to the inefficiency of the Principia and Notabilia, on which the Harrovian mind was nourished, his adverse judgment never made itself felt.
Then the Doctor would approach with Agag-like delicacy, and, extending his hand to the shyest and most loutish boy, would say, "Must you go? Can't you stay?" and the party broke up with magical celerity. Such, at least, was our Harrovian tradition.
And they compared notes afterwards each boy deplored the fact that the great man was not an Old Harrovian. There he sat, cool, calm, slightly impassive. John thought he must be rather tired, as a man ought to be tired after a life of strenuous endeavour and achievement. He had done so John reflected an awful lot. Even now, he remained the active, untiring servant of Queen and country.
"Those lines, as you know, were written of another Harrovian, who died here on this Hill. Henry Desmond died on another hill, and died so gloriously that the shadow of our loss, dark as it seemed to us at first, is already melting in the radiance of his gain.
'I saw her once at Copsley; good-looking. Cleverish? 'She has ability. Entering his Club, Sir Lukin was accosted in the reading-room by a cavalry officer, a Colonel Launay, an old Harrovian, who stood at the window and asked him whether it was not Tom Redworth in the cab.
If I had not scouted old Kedge, you would be prancing about here, a Harrovian, counting the partridges. 'Don't! broke in Felix, with a growl. 'Never fear, Fee'' cried Edgar, with his hand on his brother's shoulder; if one man got on in life, another may. If one only was grown up and had the start and his blue eyes sparkled. 'I did not know Care's clutch had been so tight, sighed Mr.
And now the new-comer has to take the last ball of the over his first. Alas and alack! The sixth ball is dead on to the middle stump. The Harrovian plays forward. Man alive, you ought to have played back at that! The ball grazes the top edge of the bat's blade and flies straight into the welcoming hands of the wicket-keeper. Two wickets for 33.
Time out of mind, a Head Mastership has been regarded as a stepping-stone to a Bishopric with disastrous results to the Church and in Butler's case it seemed only too likely that the precedent would be followed. Gladstone, when Prime Minister, once said to a Harrovian colleague, "What sort of Bishop would your old master, Dr. Butler, make?" "The very worst," was the reply.
I'd sooner be master of the Manor than Prime Minister. I couldn't tackle his work. Enough of that. Now, forget for a moment that I'm a Master. Let me talk as an Old Harrovian, an old Manorite who remembers everything, ay everything, good and bad. Some lucky fellows remember the good only; we call them optimists. Others remember the bad. Pessimists those. Put me between the two.
The familiar cry that imperious call which makes an Harrovian feel himself master of more or less willing slaves echoed through the house. Immediately the night-fag came running; it was not considered healthy to keep Lovell waiting. "Ask Beaumont-Greene to come up here and " He paused. Warde had just turned the corner, and was approaching. Lovell hesitated.
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