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“...REUNION IN SCOTLAND.
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N the bright and glorious afternoon of the 10th day of June, 1911, the Chefooites in and near Glasgow had once again— after a lapse of two or three years—the pleasure of having a Reunion ; and all told, we mustered two dozen and two, including three daughters of Chefoo.
By the kindness of Mr. and Mrs. Harold G. Judd (the former the President of the Chefoo Schools’ Association), we met at their house about 4 p.m., and proceeded forthwith to the Giffnock quarries ; some on shanks (energetic, weren’t they?), some in trams (how lazy !), and the rest in a “ one-horse open chaise ” ; and so we all arrived safely. Having chosen a nicely sheltered spot for our picnic, we enjoyed a game of rounders while tea was being set, and just as one side was caught out the repast was ready and we commenced operations.
The next item on the programme was a photo, and after keeping us waiting for a quarter of an hour in an attitude unnatural to energetic young sparks, the operators finished...”
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“...and as usual the sea was dotted with various small craft, 1 manned by boys rowing all those parents and friends who were willing to adventure their lives or their equilibrium on the tossing elements.
The watermanship and general skill in the management of their boats, hampered as they were by the sandbank and a strong sea, on the part of these youthful navigators were very favourably commented upon.
A pleasing feature, revived after eight years, was the presence of two crews from the Girls’ Schools, competing against one another.
A swell from the north-east arising just before the races were timed to commence, whilst helping in the direction of the course, severely hampered the rowers in both races.
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“...and of weeping ones around us did not tend to improve our feelings. We did not leave on a large German ship bearing a correspondingly large name, as the scholars of to-day do, but we were favoured in having a good number on this occasion. A few of the fairer sex could be seen, but at the time of leaving not in their fairest condition. The steamer belched forth black smoke, a most uninviting growl escaped from her newly-painted funnel, and we were off, off for a year’s hard work to the dear old Schools at Chefoo. In a few hours we had reached the sea, the gentle motion of the ship reminding us of the fact and causing the girls to lose yet more of their charm and beauty. When our cabins were chosen I found myself with Dick Houston (a nick-name, of course), my old chum, and Jerry Landale, a new boy from Hankow, who seemed to be very home-sick and sea-sick at the same time. Having inspected our cabins to our entire satisfaction, we kids were requested not to be funks by two hefty lads, who nearly...”
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“...the share broker was on holiday, the poet could not get his lines to rhyme, and the maniac was only such when the ship’s doctor came on the scene, on which occasions he would become very violent.
To skip over a period to Chefoo. The landing there, being met by some of the masters, the long journey to the schools, at times a glimpse of hills capped with recently fallen snow, the buildings at last meeting the anxious gaze, the delivering up of the keys to the matron, the hasty tea, the choosing of desks, the finding out of roommates for the term, the talks given concerning new masters and boys and form orders ; all this is known to any who have had the honour to pass through the Chefoo Schools.
That night I found myself placed in a room with a boy named Pearse, and Jerry Landale the newcomer. The next day revealed the pleasant fact that I was to be seated next to my new friend Timothy Tippin, alias Timotheus, Tabby Cat, Tipsy, Tim and Tibbie. Everybody took a great liking to him even before...”
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“...night, which we made truly hideous. Some tried to sleep but few succeeded, and we sat at length quiet but uneasy, watching the sun rise somewhere in the Midlands. Finally we skirted London, seeing some interesting sights, and stopped at Windsor, through which we marched in the early morning, under the castle to the famous park, where a camp was pitched for 10,000 of the O.T.C.
That day we spent in wandering round the camp, or regaling ourselves at the canteens, or watching new arrivals. Scotch schools with kilts and bagpipes were the only novelties—though not to us—for all others wore khaki, and were only to be distinguished by various trifles, but chiefly by the name on the shoulder. It was very amusing to see the way people edged towards each other to snatch a furtive glance at the shoulder, Leave was granted in the evening, and we found Windsor, its castle and park thronged with hundreds of “ the youth of England.”
Among these we saw numerous top-hatted ones. These were Etonians, for Eton...”
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“...and 18,000 cadets had assembled representing 18 universities and 150 schools, though only about 40% of the whole number.
After dinner we marched to the rendezvous in the park, and found all the universities,the majority lying in long ranks of sweating grumblers.
Even to a Chefooite the heat was pretty bad, but we wore thick khaki uniforms. A medical tent near by was kept busy. During the review, it is said, a Cambridge man was carried off and died in the stretcher, while an Oxford cadet died three days later. Only a few of our men fell out, and no one was badly affected. After a long wait we marched on to the review ground and took up our positions.
On three sides of a rectangle were formed up five brigades, the first of which, consisting of the universities, formed one of the shorter sides. Half-a-mile away the fifth brigade formed the other. On our left were the greatest schools in the world, led by Eton, who, to the grudging eye of a moderate democrat, carried out their few movements...”
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