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
"I wish I were you, Power," said Daubeny; "you are so clever, you can
learn the lessons in no time; everyone likes you, and you get no end of
credit, while I'm a mere butt, and when I've worked hard it's a case of
_Kathedeitai honos_, as the lesson-book says."
"Pooh, Dubbs," said Power, kindly putting his arm on his shoulder;
"you're just as happy as I am. A fellow with a clear conscience _can't_
be in low spirits very long. Don't you remember the pretty verse I read
to you the other day, and which made me think of you while I read it--
"`Days that, in spite
Of darkness, by the light
Of a clear mind are day all night?'"
"Don't think I _envy_ you, Power--you won't think that, will you?" said
Dubbs with the tears glistening in his eyes.
"No, no, my dear old boy. Such a nature as yours can't envy, I know;
I'm sure you're as happy when I succeed as when you succeed yourself. I
think I've got the secret of it, Dubbs. You work _too_ much; you must
take more exercise--play games more--give less time to the work. I'm
sure you'll do better then, for half is better than the whole sometimes.
And Dubbs, I may say to you what I wouldn't say to any other boy in the
whole school--but I've found it _so_ true, and I'm sure you will too,
and that is, Bene orasse est bene studuisse."
Dubbs pressed his hand in silence. The hard thoughts which had been
gathering were dissipated in a moment, and as he walked back to the
school and to new heroic efforts by Power's side, he felt that he had
learnt a secret full of strength. He did better and better. He broke
the neck of his difficulties one by one, and had soon surpassed boys who
were far more brilliant, but less industrious, than himself. Thus it
was that he fought his way up to the position of one of the steadiest
and most influential boys among those of his own standing, because all
knew him to be sterling in his virtues, unswerving in his rectitude,
most humble, and most sincere. During all his school career he was
never once overtaken in a serious fault. It may be that he had fewer
temptations than boys more gifted and more mercurial; he was never
exposed to the singularly powerful trials which compensated for the
superiority of others to him in good looks, and popular manners, and
quick passions; but yet his blamelessness had something in it very
beautiful, and his noble upward struggles were remembered with fond
pleasure in after days.
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