Household words, No. 8, May 18, 1850 : $b A weekly journal
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Household words, No. 8, May 18, 1850 : $b A weekly journal
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I say, I knew all this: judge then
with what different sentiments from those presented in the catechism, I,
a boy, looked upon my pastors and masters, who knew it not.
But I can speak positively as well as negatively as to the efficacy of
the flogging system. I was fast sinking into despair of my capacity, and
arming myself with dogged obstinacy against the consequences, when Old
Bob gave up the school. His former pupil, the Statesman, during his
brief tenure of office, had secured him a prebendal stall. Rood Priory
then came under the sole management of James, assisted by one of his
brothers. On his retirement, Old Bob wisely dismissed Bateson, with whom
he would not trust James. As wisely, he engaged as second master a
teacher in every respect Bateson’s opposite. This gentleman made our
work as easy to us as he could; his manner towards us was kind and
affectionate; he endeavoured to interest us in our studies; and he urged
us to exertion by recommending proficiency for reward, instead of giving
up dulness for punishment. Under this management, I, previously
considered a dunce, rose rapidly to the first Part of the school; and my
career terminated in my writing the English Prize Poem, a pretty good
burlesque—though I intended it seriously—on the more moody portions of
the writings of Lord Byron.
James did not preside over the concerns of Rood Priory for more than a
year-and-a-half. At the end of that time he abdicated in favour of his
brother. But the latter was quite incompetent to wield the rod of Old
Bob. He permitted a degree of license among his subjects which soon
demoralised his empire. He then abruptly attempted to restore
discipline. The result was a rebellion. His scholars combined against
him in a regular ‘barring out.’ The mutiny was quelled, and the
principal insurgents were flogged. But the affair became public, and
fatally damaged the school; which instantly fell off, and, as certain
writers phrase it, after a few convulsive struggles, ceased to exist.
And so there was an end of Rood Priory; one of the last, I am happy to
believe, of the genuine ‘good old schools.’
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TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES
● Fixed typos; non-standard spelling and dialect retained.
● Renumbered footnotes.
● Enclosed italics font in _underscores_.
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