St. Winifred's; or, The World of School — John Shaqi
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
"The little, graceless, abominable wretch!" exclaimed Mr Percival with
anger, "he must be expelled. But can't you recommence the task?"
"Recommence?" said Mr Paton, in a hard voice; "and who will give me
back the hope and vigour of the last fifteen years? how shall I have the
heart again to toil through the same long trains of research and
thought? where are the hundreds of references which I had sought out and
verified with hours of heavy midnight labour? how am I to have access
again to the scores of books which I consulted before I began to work?
The very thought of it sickens me. Youth and hope are over. No,
Percival, there is no more to be said. I am robbed of a life's work.
Leave me, please, alone for a little, until I have learnt to say less
bitterly, `God's will be done.'"
"`He needeth not
Either man's work or his own gifts; who best
Bear his mild yoke they please him best,'"
said Mr Percival, in a tone of kind and deep sympathy, as he left him
to return to the schoolroom.
But once in sight of Mr Paton's open and rifled desk, Mr Percival's
pent-up indignation burst forth into clear flame. Stopping in front of
Mr Paton's form, he exclaimed, in a voice that rang with scorn and
sorrow--
"You boys do not know the immense mischief which your thoughtless and
worthless spite and folly have caused. I say `boys,' but I believe, and
rejoice to believe, that one only of you is guilty, and I rejoice too,
that _that_ one is a new boy, who must have brought here feelings and
passions more worthy of an ignorant and ill-trained plough-boy than of a
Saint Winifred's scholar. The hand that would burn a valuable
manuscript would fire a rick of hay."
"O sir," said Henderson, starting up and interrupting him, "we were all
very nearly as bad. It was the rest of us that burnt the
imposition-book; Evson had nothing to do with that." Henderson had
forgotten for the moment that he at least had had no share in burning
the imposition-book, for his warm quick heart could not bear that these
blows should fall unbroken on his friend's head.
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