FRANCIS TEEVELYAN BUCKLAND. 3ol 



head master, < will be sure to flog you to-morrow 

 morning, and your college tutor, one of the prae- 

 fects, will also lick you.' 



" So he sent me to another boy, who said he had 

 lent his ' Pempe moron proteron,' but he passed me 

 on to a third, he on to a fourth ; so I was running 

 about all over the college till quite late, in a most 

 terrible panic of mind, till at last a good-natured 

 preefect said, ' Construe it, you little fool/ I had 

 never thought of this before. I saw it directly : 

 Pempe (send) moron (a fool) proteron (further). 

 So the title of this wonderful book, after all, was, 

 ' Send a fool further.' I then went to complain to 

 H. ; he only laughed, and shied a Donnegan's 

 Lexicon at my head." 



"A few nights afterwards," says Frank, "I 

 dreamt I was wandering on the seashore, and that 

 a crab was pinching my foot. Instantly awaken- 

 ing, I experienced a most frightful pain in my 

 great toe. I bore it for a while, until at last it 

 became so intense that I had to jump up with a 

 howl of agony ; all was quiet, but the pull contin- 

 ued, and I had to follow my toe and outstretched 

 leg out of bed. I then found a bit of netted whip- 

 cord tight round it ; but the whipcord was so in- 

 geniously twisted among the beds, that it was 

 impossible to find out who had pulled it. I re- 

 turned to bed as savage as a wounded animal. 

 The moment I was settled, the boys all burst into 

 a shout : < Toe fit tied ! By Jove, what a lark ! ' 

 This barbarous process is called ' toe fit tie ' be 



