, and to incur the
fury of the head of dormitory on the same evening. The latter tied his
game ankle up to his thigh, and fastening him by the wrist to the bottom
of the bed, made him stand the better part of the night on his bad
ankle.
This reminds me of the story of a certain royal prince going to an
educational establishment and being asked who his parents were. On his
reply, the senior--or 'John'--gave him a terrific _cuff_ on the side of
the head saying:--
'That's for your father, the prince.'
And before the half-stunned boy recovered, he received a stinging blow
on the other ear with:--
'That's for your mother, the princess, and now black my boots.'
His Highness could say nothing, but in time he grew to be the biggest
and the worst bully.
Then the younger brother of his former tormentor came, and the prince
sent for him, and telling him what his brother had done some years
before, made him bend down and flogged him so unmercifully that he had
to go into hospital.
Years after, when in an important position, he met his former victim,
now a general, and congratulating him on his career said:--
'Perhaps I made your success by giving you that tanning at Sandhurst.'
I wonder whether there was murder in the heart of the grim old warrior
at the recollection. Of course that would not be strange, for many a
time officers have been actually shot in action by their own men.
Here is a perfectly true story, only neither the men nor the officer
need be specified.
A colonel who had grossly mismanaged the regiment knew his fate was
sealed.
So when the men paraded for the engagement, he said:--
'I know you mean to shoot me to-day, but for God's sake don't do so
until we have won the battle.'
This was greeted with a cheer, and he came back safe to be decorated and
to play whist at his club as badly as any member in it.
I am not sure that cards ought not to be considered part of every lad's
training. If a man goes through life without touching a card, he
probably loses a good deal of innocent amusement, and debars himself
from much pleasant society. If he learns to play when grown up, he may
find it a costly and unsatisfactory branch of education. But if he is
taught to play reasonably well as a boy, and is shown that excellent
games can be had without gambling--I do not consider an infinitesimal
stake, in proportion to his means, gambling--he will have an extra
amusement made for him and a relaxati
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