Litchfield enquirer., 1867-06-27
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the consumption Ot those eXclseabIe article for the current half-year. We paid our fines in the cardboard cur. rency. Three pence for asking unnecessa. ry questions when Doctor Warr had once replied to us and five shillings. for disobe- dience. In aggravated cases, when boy $ will was obstinately Ion strike" against his masters, the latter fine was imposed per minute until obedience was restored. In one instance remember Richard Vox was fined twenty-two pounds for holding out for an hour and twenty-eight minutes in his persistent refusal to do problem over again which he had been all the morning doing wrong. When boy got behind in his money like this he was kept indoors necessarily at work till the fine was earned At such times he felt the restraints of school hours and school disci pline in way which those who paid their weekly thirty shillings never did. For him there would be no holidays-no pleasant jaunts in the wagon-no play time, save an interval of a few minutes twice day, when Dr. Warr would trot him round the playground for little air. In Richard Vox's case the sum was one which it would have been utterly impossible to have made up in whole term. He had certainly applied himself very diligently to his work for three weeks after the fine was inflicted Then the Doc tor came to him and said
 Richard Vcx, am afraid you will nev- CT pay me the debt you owe"
 II am afraid not, sir
 "Then, Richard Vox, hadn't you better do as other people do when they can't pay their debts?"
 "What is that. sir?'
 "See if your creditor won't take so much in the pound"
 I believe Doctor Warr agreed in this case to accept compromise of fourteen pence in the pound, and the bankrupt was dis charged.
 Nobody ever saw the doctor in temper: his quiet equanimity was oftentimes very provoking, and would occasionally aggra- vate boy to call him abusive names '"Hard names break no bones," he would reply at such times, fixing his large, calm, brownish-gray eyes on the offender. 'Go into the playground and pick me up two thousand leaves" This was a favorite punishment for 8 boy in passion. have seen good many boys go into our play ground to this task, mad with passion, abusing Doctor Warr and the school, and everything else in the world, but never saw one come back with his quota of leaves in bad temper.
 It is an old injunction, when you are an- gry count hundred before you speak. Very annoying, no doubt, but an angry man is ''not himself," as we say, and if you can only prevail on him to do some very monotonous work, like counting, for a short time, his mind will come to itself simply because 1t is let alone. And when g lads mind comes to itself in mechanical occupation of this kind, he begins to think i what fool he must have been that he re- quired to be set scavening leaves, and that it should be necessary to make him waste his time doing useless work with his hands in order to keep his mind out of mischief, after the manner of those monkeys who work themselves up into such awful pas: sions that they are obliged to have bit of wood given them to bite, lest they tear themselves to pieces in their rage The lesson of the leaves was salutary
 Few men were more ready at rejoinder than was our Doctor.
 s'Please, sir," said little Bob Miller, l "Wickham Is making faces at me-" Dent look at him, Robert Miller" said | Dr. Warr.
 'sPlease, Dr. War;" cried Wickham, presently, "Miller called me beast"
 'I hope it isn't true, George Wickhan," was the reply.
 ! 'Dr. Warr," inquired one day, "do you think it wrong to go to theatres and to read novels?"
 "Whatsoever is not of faith is sin, Michael Green"
 "Do you mean you don't think it is wrong," asked.
 Whatsoever is not of faith is sin, Mi chael Green" he repeated, holding up three fingers to inform me I had three pence to pay for asking a question which had already been answered For the Doc tor would never speak when motion would do as well-not from idleness, or to save himself trouble, but because he held that the reason why words are so highly esteem ed Is that we speak too many of them for all sorts of unnecessary purposes.
 "Arthur Lloyd, do you know what you are doing?" the Doctor would say to fat l lad who was often to be found neither at work nor play.
 ''No, sir; I am not doing anything"
 "You are. Arthur Lloyd; you are tempt ing the devil to tempt you"
 In the play ground Doctor Warr was one of us in all our games. He was particular ly addicted to leap-frog, and would make ''back' for us, going over ours in his turn with the best of humors, and when we call ed out ''Tuck in your twopenny, Doctor" he would immediately obey the injunction. l George W1ckham was very clever with the tennis ball. He could throw it at the chimnies on the other side of the street behind our gates, right from the far end of our playground, never failing to make it rebound into his hand again. Other boys attempting to do the same broke no end of shop windows in the street, until at last this ''ball practice was prohibited by strict order of the Doctor. Wickham, an noyed at being forbidden his favorite pas time, used at times to steal out in the play ground when we were all in at study, and have shot just to keep his hand in. He very rarely did so, however, without hear ing his name called from somewhere up in the sky, and looking up to the roofs of some of our school buildings, would be sure to see the ubiquitous Doctor prowling about, cat-like, but with five fingers up, to remind him of the amount of fine he ha to pay for disobedience.
 "Now look here, Dr. War;" said Wick ham, ''mayn't have just three 'shies' at the farthest chimney, in your presence, just to convince you it is not who break the windows; and if I don't catch the ball ev- " time, I'll never throw again?"
 eff you think it will do you any good, | ~ Il T. S