Civil service -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
It was no wonder that men's minds should be disturbed. Competitive
examinations at eighteen, twenty, and twenty-two may be very well,
and give an interesting stimulus to young men at college. But it is
a fearful thing for a married man with a family, who has long looked
forward to rise to a certain income by the worth of his general conduct
and by the value of his seniority--it is a fearful thing for such a one
to learn that he has again to go through his school tricks, and fill up
examination papers, with all his juniors round him using their stoutest
efforts to take his promised bread from out of his mouth. _Detur digno_
is a maxim which will make men do their best to merit rewards; every man
can find courage within his heart to be worthy; but _detur digniori_ is
a fearful law for such a profession as the Civil Service. What worth
can make a man safe against the possible greater worth which will come
treading on his heels? The spirit of the age raises, from year to year,
to a higher level the standard of education. The prodigy of 1857, who
is now destroying all the hopes of the man who was well enough in 1855,
will be a dunce to the tyro of 1860.
There were three or four in the Weights and Measures who felt all this
with the keenest anxiety. The fact of their being there, and of their
having passed the scrutiny of Mr. Hardlines, was proof enough that they
were men of high attainments; but then the question arose to them and
others whether they were men exactly of those attainments which were
_now_ most required. Who is to say what shall constitute the merits of
the _dignior_? It may one day be conic sections, another Greek iambics,
and a third German philosophy. Rumour began to say that foreign
languages were now very desirable. The three excellent married gentlemen
who stood first in succession for the coveted promotion were great only
in their vernacular.
Within a week from the secession of Sir Gregory, his immediate successor
had been chosen, and it had been officially declared that the vacant
situation in the senior class was to be thrown open as a prize for the
best man in the office. Here was a brilliant chance for young merit!
The place was worth £600 a-year, and might be gained by any one who now
received no more than £100. Each person desirous of competing was to
send in his name to the Secretary, on or before that day fortnight; and
on that day month, the candidates were to present themselves before Sir
Gregory Hardlines and his board of Commissioners.
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