He sent for some members of the
class and remonstrated; told them he had been obliged to apologize
to his English servant-girl for such an exhibition. I believe
our class was the last one which performed this harmless and
highly entertaining ceremony.
One of my classmates, afterward a worthy physician, was a
tall man, older considerably than the rest of the class. He
used to wear an old-fashioned blue, straight-bodied coat
with brass buttons, a buff vest, and nankeen pantaloons which
were said to have come down as an heirloom in his family from
a remote generation. He was addicted to rather a pompous
style of speech. He was very fond of playing the bass-viol,
of which he was by no means a very skilful master. He had,
as a subject for his mock part, "The Base Violation of all
Rules of Harmony." One Sunday evening he had a few friends
with him who were singing psalm tunes to the accompaniment
of his bass-viol. They made a prodigious noise, not at all
to the liking of the proctor who had the care of the discipline
of that entry, which was in Holworthy. He went to the room
from which the noise issued.
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