28 THE EARLY DAYS OF 



with a grimace, which the clowns would have done well to imitate, 

 exclaimed, " Pretty flower, have I hurt you ? I will place you in my 

 bosom to make amends ! " 



One master alone was present, but he soon nodded in his chair, 

 and slumbered to the end, when he was unpleasantly aroused by 

 the chorus of a song, to the tune of "John Peel," which was 

 supposed to cast a reflection of his face, " when he called up his 

 boys in the morning." 



As the play fell so very flat, we heard no more of theatricals 

 during the time I remained at school. 



