The Strand Magazine, Vol. 07, Issue 38, February, 1894: An Illustrated MonthlyVarious
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The Strand Magazine, Vol. 07, Issue 38, February, 1894: An Illustrated Monthly
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"They were very happy days at the Abbey," continued Mr. Lloyd. "I
served as a probationer for twelve months, and was then entered as a
full chorister. After a few years, I became one of the first four,
until at last I was promoted to head boy. As a chorister I sang at the
funeral of the eminent engineer, Isambard Kingdom Brunel, and wore the
old-fashioned black scarf and black gloves. Even in those early days
I got quite a number of engagements; we used to be paid three or four
guineas for the week's singing at the Handel Festival at the Crystal
Palace, but when I became one of the chosen four boys, Mr. Turle,
who had the musical arrangements associated with big City dinners,
frequently selected me to sing at a guinea and sometimes two guineas a
night at the banquets given by such City companies as the Ironmongers',
Merchant Taylors', Goldsmiths', Vintners', etc., where boys in those
days always sang the soprano parts in the glees and part-songs. The
Dean, however, put a stop to it on account of our health, as it kept us
out very late; still, Dean Trench was always very kind to us, and in
the evenings would frequently invite us to the Deanery to play at bob
apple. You know the game! An apple is suspended on a string and is set
in motion, your hands are tied behind your back, and you try to bite
the apple. The Dean was as merry as any of us, and revelled in securing
as big an apple as possible."
"And did you ever bite the apple, Mr. Lloyd?" I asked.
"No," he replied, merrily; "my mouth was not large enough! I must not
forget Dr. Wordsworth, who was a canon in my time at the Cathedral. My
great recollection of him is that, when he was in office as canon, he
used to preach for an hour, and sometimes longer. It was the privilege
of a senior boy to repair to his house in the cloisters, and, together
with his companion choristers, to stand round a table and be catechized
for one hour after the service. In those early days, I fear that I did
not appreciate this privilege!
[Illustration: MR. LLOYD'S FATHER.
_From a Painting._]
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