The Duke of Gloucester -- The Queen's refusal to marry again -- Treatment of children after birth -- Baptismal feasts -- A christening -- 'Daffy's Elixir' -- Treatment of infantile diseases -- The nursery -- Toys -- Children's books -- Horn books -- Private tuition -- Boarding and day schools -- Free schools -- Classical education -- School books -- Penmanship -- Runaway boys -- College education -- Charity schools. In all climes, and in all ages, since Man's creation, he has been subject to the same conditions, modified only by circumstances. He has been born--has had to receive some education (if only taught to fish and hunt for his subsistence), which was to fit him for the position he was to occupy in this life. This was absolutely necessary, for it is scarcely possible to imagine a more helpless being than an infant. In most cases he married, and so helped to preserve his species, and most certainly he died. The scheme of existence in Queen Anne's time was no exception to the normal state of things--only, as the ways of people then were not exactly similar to ours, it will be interesting to note the differences attending childhood, education, marriage, and death. The Queen herself had more than once been a mother;[1] but only one child, the Duke of Gloucester, lived any length of time, and in his infancy he was indebted for his life to a young Quakeress, who acted as his wet nurse. Poor little fellow! his brief stay on earth was not a pleasant one. He suffered from hydrocephalus (water on the brain), and his head was so big that at five years of age his hat was large enough for an ordinary man. He could hardly toddle about, and felt himself unable to go upstairs without being led. His father and mother seemed to think that this assistance was not necessary; and, shutting themselves in a room with the poor little boy, Prince George gave him such a severe thrashing with a birch rod, that sheer pain made him move, and from that time he managed to get up and down stairs without help. Coddled by the women, and with somewhat rough playmates of his own sex, he amused himself by drilling his company of boy soldiers, even reviewing them on his eleventh birthday, the day before he sickened with scarlet fever, of which he speedily died. His mother grieved sorely for him, but never had another child to supply his place. [Footnote 1: Seventeen times, in fact.]