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we went for a paper chase. Mears and I were the hares, which was rather absurd, seeing that we are the two worst runners in the school, and know less about the country than the others. Both you and I know that I have got hardly any ‘puff, and so you will be surprised to read as I was to find, that I kept up all right. We ran for a good long way, and however got caught in the end. I can tell you I slept well afterwards. Today we are all very, very stiff.

      As the end of term draws nearer and nearer, we must soon decide all about the journey home. I think I had better go by Liverpool; for if I could arrange to meet Warnie at Lime St. Station, it would no longer be necessary for you to come over.

      Now I must stop: with much love,

      your son,

      Jacks

       TO HIS FATHER (LP III: 209-10):

      [Wynyard School]

      Postmark: 21 May 1910

      My dear Papy,

      I am writing to you today (Saturday) because we are going to St. Alban’s to see Wyn ordained tomorrow.

      We have quite settled down to the term here, and the time is beginning to fly: I hope it will go quickly with you too.

      I have been thinking about the school question, but the more I think the more difficult it seems to arrive at any definite conclusion. Of course half formed, nebulous, impossible ideas will bubble up spontaneously.

      Yesterday (Friday) we went to church in the morning and afternoon; in the afternoon a great many boy scouts were present. Somehow I don’t think ‘Wee Georgie’ (minus the Wood) will be very popular at first: but what is this to Shakespearian students like you and I who know what happens–

      The other day we had a general knowledge examination: it was very exciting. I got 62 marks out of 100, and was second, Bowser was first. Thank goodness Squiffy came out miles below Bowser and I. If I cannot triumph over Squiffy in games and out of school, I will do my level best to triumph over him in work (which I can do), and which is perhaps a far better way of getting my own.

      If you are ‘thinking long’ because this is a long term, remember that the holidays are long in proportion.

      your loving

      son Jacks

      

      P.S. Have you seen the comet? We have not.

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