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was unaccustomed to the route, having been sent that 

 morning for the first time with the special train, which he 

 was then taking back. 



What Dr. Warre has done for Eton few can tell, and 

 only those who were there in that early period can guess. 

 Not only did he coach the Eight and reform the whole 

 tone of the boating on the river, but he also threw himself 

 into the Volunteer Movement, and worked hard at training 

 the shooting team. They were shortly rewarded by winning 

 both the Ashburton Shield and the Spencer Cup in the 

 Public Schools' Competition at Wimbledon. 



I was very unfortunate in my fag-master during my 

 first half. As a rule fag-masters were kind to their fags, 

 and did not exact much service from them beyond making 

 tea, preparing a few pieces of toast, frying eggs and bacon, 

 or some similar kind of dish, and as soon as this had been 

 done the fags were dismissed. I fagged with two others 

 for a mess composed of three — my own particular master 

 and two others, one of whom afterwards rowed in the 

 Eton and Oxford Eights, and on several occasions stood 

 between me and the bully for whom I fagged. In those 

 days we had nothing to eat before going to early school, and 

 immediately on coming out, at 8 a.m., the fags had to repair 

 to their masters' rooms. At 9.30 a.m. I had to be at my 

 tutor's for "pupil-room," and my fag-master would constantly 

 take out his watch and keep me waiting there until there 

 was just barely time for me to get to Mr. Dupuis' house 

 in Weston's Yard, knowing full well that I should get 

 nothing to eat until dinner at 2 p.m. Sometimes I have 

 been half fainting for want of food in the raw winter 

 mornings, for I went from pupil -room straight into 

 "School," from which we did not come out till 11.45 A.M., 



