Excerpt from Day Dreams of a Schoolmaster This first lesson has turned back the dial hand of my days, and for a passing hour I am standing in the dawn of my own most dreary, weary boyhood. I was not quite seven and a half years old, when my dear Mother was presented with a free admission for myself, her eldest son, to the Grammar School of St. Edward. The offer was too valuable an one to admit of refusal. I was accordingly prepared for admission to my new home, by having my hair somewhat closely shorn, and by being clothed in a long, blue gown, not Of itself ungraceful, but opening in front so as to disclose the ridiculous spectacle of knee breeched, yellow-stockinged legs. After some laughter at my disguise, and much weeping at my banishment, I bade good bye to my dear Mother. We little thought at the time that school was to be my home for twelve long years. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.