"If I could only get into the 'Varsity boat I should have done
something," he said to me, "because I'm not a natural oar. I have to
learn it all, and it's frightfully hard work remembering all you're
told. Some of you men think a fellow who rows is just a machine, but
it's not so easy to become a good machine."
To Fred and Henderson he hardly ever mentioned the river, but they knew
how desperately keen he was, and when he was tried in the 'Varsity boat
at four, during the beginning of the Lent Term, we all hoped most
vigorously that he would keep his place. For nearly a fortnight the
same crew rowed every day, but neither the President nor the Secretary
had yet taken their places, and I was in a state of terror that Jack
would have to go when they went into the boat. The Secretary, however,
took his place and Jack remained where he was, and a few days
afterwards the President went in at seven, seven went to three, and one
unfortunate man disappeared. Then we openly rejoiced, and at the
beginning of Lent Jack was told to go into training. We had a mild
celebration on the evening of Shrove Tuesday, and Bunny Langham, who
had been President of the Union and had developed a habit of making
very long speeches, for which he apologized by saying that he believed
in heredity, came round and helped to make a noise. Whenever he got
the ghost of an opportunity he began to congratulate Jack, and he
required a very great deal of suppressing.
For a whole week Jack rowed in the boat, and then he had a sudden
attack of influenza. Somehow or other I had never thought it possible
that he could be ill, and I have never seen any one hurry up so much to
get well again. In ten days he was nearly all right, but when he was
put back into the boat he said he felt miserably weak, and I think he
went to work to prepare himself for a disappointment. At any rate when
it came Jack took his luck like a hero, for hardly anything more
crushing could have happened to him just then. I must say that the
President was as kind about it as any man could be; he knew what it
meant to Jack, and his sympathy was very real. But Jack himself
surprised all of us, he seemed to throw the whole thing behind him, and
I never heard him complain of anything except his wretched illness.
"I shall be fit next term," he said, "and if we get our boat near the
head of the river again it won't be so bad after all."
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