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hypocritical way
what special sin she could have committed that she should thus be
afflicted in having to "deny her own children their rightful bread," that I,
miserable orphan, might "wax fat and kick," as she said; while my
cousins, who were a very mean lot, dutifully followed the example set
them by their mother, in making me "realise my position," as they
termed their cruel tyranny. Uncle George used sometimes to take my
part when some hazy recollection of his dead brother came before his
mind, declaring that as long as he had a crust to spare I should not want;
still, as the incessant dropping of water will in the end wear away stone,
so my aunt's persistent nagging and iteration of my shortcomings in
resisting my cousins' bullying had their due effect in time.
The upshot was that, when I had just turned my twelfth year and had
experienced a childhood of martyrdom which I trust few others situated
like myself will ever have to undergo, my uncle came to the
determination of sending me away to a cheap boarding-school at a
distance, where I was to be taught and boarded and "found" for the
munificent sum I believe of twelve pounds annually. The proviso was, I
may add, especially insisted on by my Aunt Matilda, that I was not to
return "home"--I beg that hearty word's pardon for so misapplying it--
for the holidays at any period whatever, but was to spend my whole
time under the academical roof-tree until my pupilage should expire.
Hitherto I had received no regular instruction whatever, and had it not
been for the kind offices of a good-natured servant-maid, I would have
been unable either to read or write. Indeed, I believe the neighbours
must have gossiped about my neglected state and the position I
occupied in the house, where I had to perform all sorts of menial

offices, and was hardly ever allowed out of doors, except on Sundays,
when I had to go to the chapel which my aunt attended. Be that as it
may, at all events, I was told by my friend, the maid-servant aforesaid,
that the minister of this chapel had remonstrated on my behalf. Thence
came the determination on my uncle's part to send me to school; for I
am certain that if my dear aunt could have had her own way, without
the fear of being talked about in the locality, she would much rather
have entrusted me to the care of the parochial authorities. However, in
whatever way the matter was decided, I know that when I heard the
news I felt inclined to jump for joy, considering "going to school,"
which is so dreaded at first by boys with happier homes than I had been
accustomed to, would be a delightful deliverance from the misery to
which I had been condemned from infancy in my uncle's house--living
like an Ishmael, with every hand, save that of Uncle George and Molly
the maid, raised against me.
"Now, Martin," said my uncle, when he informed me of the result of
the family council held on my case, "as I'm only a poor man, I'm
straining a point and crippling my means in order to send you to school;
but I am doing it so that you may be educated to earn your own living,
which you'll have to do as soon as the three years expire for which I
have contracted with Dr Hellyer; after that it will be out of my power to
do anything further for you."
"All right, uncle," said I, buoyantly, so carried away with excitement at
the news that I almost felt kindly disposed towards my aunt, who was
standing by, although she tried to damp my spirits as much as in her
lay.
"You are only throwing away your money, George," she remarked
acidly to my uncle. "He has always shown an ungrateful, thankless
disposition; and his bad, undutiful temper will be certain to bring him
to ruin!"
"Let us hope not," replied uncle, placidly. He was a quiet, easy-going
business man, employed in the City, and used to let things quietly take
their own course, except when sometimes they touched him too keenly
to be left unnoticed. He then went on addressing me:

"You will have to be steady and diligent, making the most of your time;
and the master will report to me every quarter as to your conduct and
zeal in learning."
"Nice reports they'll be!" interposed my aunt, mockingly.
"Well, well," hurriedly concluded Uncle George, to get the thing ended
as soon as possible. "Your fortune is all in your own hands, and I hope
and trust, if only for your father's sake, you will turn out well!
Remember, that if Dr Hellyer gives a