St. Winifred's; or, The World of SchoolFarrar, F. W. (Frederic William)
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St. Winifred's; or, The World of School
Farrar, F. W. (Frederic William)
Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Schools -- Juvenile fiction
Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England
St Winifred's, or The World of School, by Frederic W. Farrar.
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The story is another one about the intimate details of a life in a boys'
boarding school in late Victorian England. Farrar, having himself
attended such a school, then later been an assistant master at another,
Harrow School, then Head Master of Marlborough College, was well placed
to write about such a school, and in some ways it is a better book than
his much more famous "Eric".
There are a number of very well-written and moving episodes in this
book, and the only thing that spoils the books is Farrar's habit of
putting quotations from Latin and Greek into his books. Because of the
problem of rendering Greek script into European script, to no great
purpose, we have omitted all the longer Greek quotations at the start of
some of the chapters.
We have thoroughly enjoyed creating this e-book for you, and we hope
that you will enjoy it as much as we have. We made a transcription
during March and April 2003, and then made a second transcription using
a different edition, in January 2008.
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ST. WINIFRED'S, OR, THE WORLD OF SCHOOL, BY FREDERIC W. FARRAR.
CHAPTER ONE.
WALTER'S HOME.
The merry homes of England!
Around their hearths by night,
What gladsome looks of household love,
Meet in the ruddy light!
Mrs Hemans.
"Good-bye, Walter; good-bye, Walter dear! good-bye!" and the last note
of this chorus was "Dood-bye," from a blue-eyed, fair-haired girl of two
years, as Walter disengaged his arms from his mother's neck, and sprang
into the carriage which had already been waiting a quarter of an hour to
convey him and his luggage to the station.
It is the old, old story: Mr Evson was taking his son to a large public
school, and this was the first time that Walter had left home. Nearly
every father who deigns to open this little book has gone through the
scene himself; and he and his sons will know from personal experience
the thoughts, and sensations, and memories, which occupied the minds of
Walter Evson and his father, as the carriage drove through the garden
gate and the village street, bearing the eldest boy of the young family
from the sacred and quiet shelter of a loving home, to a noisy and
independent life among a number of strange and young companions.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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