"Come here, Mr Keene," said he, "where"s your manners? why don"t you say good morning to your preceptor? Can you read at all?"
"No, sir."
"D"ye know your letters?"
"Some of them--I think I do, sir."
"Some of them--I suppose about two out of six-and-twenty. It"s particular attention that"s been paid to your education, I perceive; you"ve nothing to unlearn anyhow, that"s something. Now, sir, do you think that a cla.s.sical scholar and a gentleman born, like me, is to demane myself by hearing you puzzle at the alphabet? You"re quite mistaken, Mr Keene, you must gain your first elements second-hand; so where"s Thimothy Ruddel? You, Timothy Ruddel, you"ll just teach this young Master Keene his whole alphabet, and take care, at the same time, that you know your own lessons, or it will end in a blow-up; and you, Master Keene, if you have not larnt your whole alphabet perfect by dinner time, why you"ll have a small taste of Number 2, just as a hint to what"s coming next. Go along, you little ignorant blackguard; and you, Timothy Ruddel, look out for a taste of Number 3, if you don"t larn him and yourself all at once, and at the same time."
I was very well pleased with this arrangement; I had resolved to learn, and I was doubly stimulated to learn now, to save poor Timothy Ruddel from an unjust punishment.
In the three hours I was quite perfect, and Timothy Ruddel, who was called up before me, was also able to say his lesson without a blunder very much to the disappointment of Mr O"Gallagher, who observed, "So you"ve slipped through my fingers, have you, this time, Master Timothy?
Never mind, I"ll have you yet; and, moreover, there"s Master Keene to go through the fiery furnace." Just before dinner time I was called up; with my memory of many of the letters, and the a.s.sistance I had received from Timothy Ruddel, I felt very confident.
"What letter"s that, sir?" said Mr O"Gallagher.
"A B C D E."
"You little blackguard, I"ll dodge you; you think to escape, you?"
"V, X, P, O."
Much to Mr O"Gallagher"s surprise I said them all without one mistake.
Instead of commendation I received abuse. "By all the powers,"
exclaimed my pedagogue, "but everything seems to go wrong to-day; my hand has been completely idle; this will never do; didn"t you tell me, Mr Keene, that you didn"t know your letters?"
"I said I knew some of them, sir."
"If my memory is correct, Mr Keene, you told me that you knew two out of twenty-six."
"No, sir, you said that."
"That"s just as much as to tell me, your preceptor, a cla.s.sical scholar, and a Milesian gentleman to boot, that I lie, for which I intend to have satisfaction, Mr Keene, I a.s.sure you. You"re guilty in two counts, as they say at the Old Bailey, where you"ll be called up to some of these days, as sure as you stand there; one count is in telling me a lie, in saying you did not know your alphabet, when it"s quite clear that you did; and, secondly, in giving me the lie, by stating that I said what you said. You thought to escape me, but you"re mistaken, Mr Keene; so now, if you please, we will just have a taste of Number 2. Hould out your hand, Mr Keene: d"ye hear me sir? hould out your hand."
But this I positively refused to do. "You won"t, won"t you? Well, then, we must increase the punishment for our contempt of court, and at once commence with Number 3, which we intended to reserve till to-morrow. Come along, Phil Mooney, there"s fresh mate for you to carry, and come out Number 3, here"s fresh ground for you to travel over."
Phil Mooney and the birch soon made their appearance: I was hoisted by the one and scourged by the other.
The first taste of the birch is anything but agreeable; I could only compare it to the dropping of molten lead. I tried all I could to prevent crying out, but it was impossible, and at last I roared like a mad bull; and I was as mad as a bull, and as dangerous. Could I have picked up any weapon at the moment that I was dropped from the shoulders of Phil Mooney, it would have gone hard with Mr O"Gallagher. My rage was greater than my agony. I stood when I had been landed, my chest heaving, my teeth set fast, and my apparel still in disorder. The school was dismissed, and I was left alone with the savage pedagogue, who immediately took up my basket, and began to rummage the contents.
"Make yourself decent, Mr Keene, and don"t be shocking my modesty, and taking away my appet.i.te. Did you mention the mustard, as I desired you?
Upon my faith, but you"re a nice boy and do justice to the representations of your grandmother, and when you see her you may tell her that I did not forget the promise she exacted from me. You forgot all about the mustard, you little blackguard. If Phil Mooney was here I would give you another taste to freshen your memory for to-morrow; however, to-morrow will do as well, if the mistake"s not corrected.
Here, take your victuals, and good appet.i.te to you, you little monster of iniquity."
Mr O"Gallagher tossed me some bread but this time reserved the cheese for his own eating. I had adjusted my dress, and I therefore left the school-room. I could not sit down without pain, so I leant against a post: the bread remained in my hand untouched; had it been the greatest delicacy in the world I could not have tasted a morsel; I was giddy from excess of feeling, my thoughts were rapidly chasing each other when I heard a voice close to me; I looked round, it was Walter Puddock, who had been flogged the day before.
"Never mind, Keene," said he, kindly; "it hurts at first, but the more you get it the less you care for it; I don"t mind it a bit now; I cries, because he goes on flogging till you do, and it"s no use having more than you can help."
"I didn"t deserve it," replied I.
"That"s not necessary; you"ll get it, as we all do, whether you deserve it or not."
"Well, I"ll try to deserve it in future," replied I, clenching my fist; "I"ll be even with him."
"Why, what can you do?"
"Wait a little, and you"ll see," said I, walking away, for an idea had come into my head which I wished to follow up.
Soon afterwards the bell rang, and we returned to the schoolroom. I was put under the tuition of another boy, and took care to learn my lesson.
Whether it was that he was tired with the exercise, for he flogged and ferruled a dozen during that afternoon, or that he thought that my morning dose had been sufficient, I received no more punishment on that day.
CHAPTER SEVEN.
As soon as school was dismissed, I went straight to the rooms of Captain Bridgeman, and told him how I had been treated. As soon as he heard it, he exclaimed, "This is really too bad; I will go with you, and I will consult with your aunt Amelia."
It so happened that aunt Milly was alone in the shop when we arrived, and after a detail of what had pa.s.sed, she told Captain Bridgeman that my grandmother had put me to that school out of feelings of ill-will for the tricks I had played, and had threatened that if I were removed she would leave Chatham and take her away with her. My mother required a.s.sistance in the shop, and was afraid to affront my grandmother, who was a very dictatorial, positive old woman, and would certainly keep her resolution; but that rather than I should be treated in such a barbarous manner she would insist upon my mother taking me away, or would herself leave the place.
"It would never do for you to leave us, Miss Amelia," replied Captain Bridgeman, "there are but few attractions in this place, and we cannot spare you; the whole corps would go into deep mourning."
"I don"t want to leave the school," interrupted I; "I would not leave it till I am revenged, for all the world. Now, I"ll tell you what I want to do--and do it I will, if he cuts me to pieces. He eats my sandwiches, and tells me if there"s not more mustard to-morrow, he"ll flog me. He shall have plenty of mustard, but he shall have something else. What can I put into the sandwiches, so as to half kill him?"
"Not a bad idea, my little Percival," said Captain Bridgeman; "I"ll just ask the doctor how much calomel a man may take without a coroner"s inquest being required."
"Yes, that will do nicely," said my aunt; "I"ll take care he shall have mustard enough not to perceive it."
"Well, I"ll go to the barracks and be back directly," said Captain Bridgeman.
"And I"m ready for the flogging as soon as the sandwiches are down his throat," replied I, laughing, "I don"t care a fig for it."
Captain Bridgeman soon returned with forty grains of calomel, which he delivered into aunt Milly"s hands. "That is as much as we dare give the strongest man without running great danger; we"ll try the effect of that upon him, and if he don"t improve, I think I shall go up to the school myself and threaten him."
"As for that," replied aunt Milly, "I"m sure that sister, if she hears what"s going on, as she cannot take Percival away, will order her husband, Ben, to go up and thrash him."
"Not a bad idea, Miss Amelia, we"ll try that if we find it necessary; at all events, we"ll see who can persecute most."
"Granny has told him to treat me ill," said I, "that"s very clear, from what he said; never mind, I"ll make her sorry for it."
"Oh Percival! you must not do anything to granny," said aunt Milly, looking very archly; "I must not hear anything of the kind."
The next morning I set off with a full conviction that I should be flogged before night, and notwithstanding that, as full of joy as if I was going to the fair.
The morning pa.s.sed as usual; I said my lesson, but not very well; I was thinking so much of my antic.i.p.ated revenge, that I could not pay attention to my teacher, who was, as usual, one of the boys.
"Master Keene," said Mr O"Gallagher, "we"ll let the account stand over till the evening, and then I"ll give you a receipt in full; I may have one or two lines to add to it before the sun goes down; you"ll not escape me this time, anyhow."
The boys went out at the dinner hour, leaving me, as before, to wait for my basket, after the tyrant had helped himself. I stood by him in silence while he was rummaging its contents.