Both Sides the Border | Page 8

G. A. Henty

His journeys were generally performed on horseback, but his father
encouraged him to take long tramps on foot, in order that he might
strengthen his muscles; and would, not infrequently, give him leave to
pay visits on condition that he travelled on foot, instead of in the
saddle.
Constant exercise in climbing, riding, and with his weapons; and at
wrestling and other sports, including the bow, had hardened every
muscle of his frame, and he was capable of standing any fatigues; and
although his father said that he could not hold his own against men, he
knew that the lad could do so against any but exceptionally powerful
ones; and believed that, when the time came, he would, like himself, be
frequently chosen as leader in border forays. He could already draw the
strongest bow to the arrowhead, and send a shaft with a strength that
would suffice to pierce the light armour worn by the Scotch borderers.
It was by the bow that the English gained the majority of their victories
over their northern neighbours; who did not take to the weapon, and
were unable to stand for a moment against the English archers, who not
only loved it as a sport, but were compelled by many ordinances to
practise with it from their childhood.
Of other education he had none, but in this respect he was no worse off

than the majority of the knights and barons of the time, who were well
content to trust to monkish scribes to draw up such documents as were
required, and to affix their seal to them. He himself had once, some six
years before, expressed a wish to be sent for a year to the care of the
monks at Rothbury, whose superior was a distant connection of his
father, in order to be taught to read and write; but John Forster had
scoffed at the idea.
"You have to learn to be a man, lad," he had said, "and the monks will
never teach you that. I do not know one letter from another, nor did my
father, or any of my forebears, and we were no worse for it. On the
marches, unless a man means to become a monk, he has to learn to
make his sword guard his head, to send an arrow straight to the mark,
to know every foot of the passes, and to be prepared, at the order of his
lord, to defend his country against the Scots.
"These are vastly more important matters than reading and writing;
which are, so far as I can see, of no use to any fair man, whose word is
his bond, and who deals with honest men. I can reckon up, if I sell so
many cattle, how much has to be paid, and more of learning than that I
want not. Nor do you, and every hour spent on it would be as good as
wasted. As to the monks, Heaven forfend that you should ever become
one. They are good men, I doubt not, and I suppose that it is necessary
that some should take to it; but that a man who has the full possession
of his limbs should mew himself up, for life, between four walls,
passing his time in vigils and saying masses, in reading books and
distributing alms, seems to me to be a sort of madness."
"I certainly do not wish to become a monk, Father, but I thought that I
should like to learn to read and write."
"And when you have learnt it, what then, Oswald? Books are expensive
playthings, and no scrap of writing has ever been inside the walls of
Yardhope Hold, since it was first built here, as far as I know. As to
writing, it would be of still less use. If a man has a message to send, he
can send it by a hired man, if it suits him not to ride himself. Besides, if
he had written it, the person he sent it to would not be able to read it,
and would have to go to some scribe for an interpretation of its

contents.
"No, no, my lad, you have plenty to learn before you come to be a man,
without bothering your head with this monkish stuff. I doubt if Hotspur,
himself, can do more than sign his name to a parchment; and what is
good enough for the Percys, is surely good enough for you."
The idea had, in fact, been put into Oswald's head by his mother. At
that time the feud with the Bairds had burned very hotly, and it would
have lessened her anxieties had the boy been bestowed, for a time, in a
convent. Oswald himself felt no disappointment at his father's refusal to
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