MY DEAR FATHER,--Thanks awfully for the ten bob. Yes, it is most
deplorable as you say about my report. I feel it very much. It is a
rum thing that I should have come out bottom, for I have been
working fearfully hard lately. I expect a mistake has been made in
adding up the marks. You see, they are all sent in to the
form-master at half-term, and he, being a classical man, naturally
can't do mathematics a bit, so he adds up the marks all anyhow, and
practically anybody comes out top. It is very disheartening. I
think it would be better if I went on the Modern Side next term.
The masters there are just as ignerant and unfair as on the
classical, but not being classical men they do know something about
adding up marks. So if I went I might get justice done me. I must
now stop, as I have several hours more prep. to do, and I want to
go and ask Mr. Killick for leave to work on after bed-time.--Your
affec. son,
E. BUMPLEIGH.)
No. II
THE LIMES, WALLOW-IN-THE-WEALD,
SURREY, _Monday_.
MY DEAREST BOY,--Very many happy returns of your birthday. The
others (_Genealogical Tree omitted here_) ... send their best love.
I fear your father is not quite pleased with your half-term report.
It seems a pity you cannot get higher up in your form, but I am
sure you _try_, my boy. I don't think Father makes quite enough
allowance for your _health_. With your weak digestion, long hours
of sedentary work must be very trying at times. Ask the matron ...
(_one page omitted_). I enclose ten shillings, and will send you
the almond cake and potted lobster you ask for.--Your affectionate
mother,
MARTHA BUMPLEIGH.
(_Reply._
_November 7._
DEAR MUM,--Thanks ever so much for the ten bob, also the lobster
and cake, which are A1. Yes, the pater wrote to me about my
report--rather a harsh letter, I thought. Still, we must make
allowances for him. When he was young education was a very simple
matter. Now it is the limit. My digestion is all right, thanks, but
my head aches terribly towards the end of a long day of seven or
eight hours' work. Don't mention this to the pater, as it might
worry him. I shall work on to the end, but if the strain gets too
much it might be a sound plan for me to go on the Modern Side next
term. You might mention this cassualy to the pater. I must stop
now, as the prayer-bell is ringing.--Your affec. son,
E. BUMPLEIGH.)
No. III
THE LIMES, WALLOW-IN-THE-WEALD,
SURREY, _Aujourd'hui_.
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