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Matey was not inclined to class Lord Ormont alongside Murat, a first-rate horseman and an eagle-eye, as Shalders rightly said; and Matey agreed that forty thousand cavalry under your orders is a toss above fifteen hundred; but the claim for a Frenchman of a superlative merit to swallow and make nothing of the mention of our best cavalry generals irritated him to call Murat a mountebank.
"We are a civilian people; we pride ourselves on having civilian methods." "How can that be if we have won India with guns and swords?" "They knew the power behind it." "Happily for the country, England's councils are not directed by boys!" "Ah, but we're speaking of India, Mr. Shalders."
To the joy of the school he displayed a greater knowledge of Murat than Shalders had: named the different places in Europe where Lord Ormont and Murat were both springing to the saddle at the same time one a Marshal, the other a lieutenant; one a king, to be off his throne any day, the other a born English nobleman, seated firm as fate.
Matey sounded the queer word so as to fix it sticking to the usher, calling him Mr. Peter Bell Shalders, at which the boys roared, and there was a question or two about names, which belonged to verses, for people caring to read poems.
Shalders has joined the Dragoons, has he?" "The worthy man has a happy imagination. He goes through a campaign daily." "It seems to one to dignify his calling." "I like his enthusiasm." The lady withdrew into her thoughts; Weyburn fell upon his work.
Shalders, the opinion of all thoughtful people in England was with John Company and the better part of the Press to condemn Lord Ormont in his quarrel with the Commissioner of one of the Indian provinces, who had the support of the Governor of his Presidency and of the Viceroy; the latter not unreservedly, yet ostensibly inclined to condemn a too prompt military hand.
Now he did it for the purpose of casting eclipse upon Major-General Lord Ormont, the son and grandson of English earls; for he was an earl by his title, and Murat was the son of an innkeeper. Shalders had to admit that Murat might have served in the stables when a boy. Honour to Murat, of course, for climbing the peaks!
Shalders retorted, that Lord Ormont was a reprobate. Matey hoped he would some day write us an essay on the morale of illustrious generals of cavalry; and Shalders told him he did not advance his case by talking nonsense. Each then repeated to the boys a famous exploit of his hero. Their verdict was favourable to Lord Ormont.
"What was the cause, if you please, sir?" a boy, probably naughty, inquired; and as Shalders did not vouchsafe a reply, the bigger boys knew. They revelled in the devilish halo of skirts on the whirl encircling Lord Ormont's laurelled head. That was a spark in their blood struck from a dislike of the tone assumed by Mr.
The boys had come to know that Browny admired Lord Ormont, so they saw a double reason why Matey should; and walking home at his grand swing in the October dusk, their school hero drew their national hero closer to them. Every fellow present was dead against the usher, Mr. Shalders, when he took advantage of a pause to strike in with his "Murat!" He harped on Murat whenever he had a chance.
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