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Major-General R.S.S.  Baden-Powell Frontispiece

Professor Baden Powell 7

Mrs. Baden-Powell 11

B.-P. reflecting on the After-deck of the Pearl 21

Rev. William Haig-Brown, LL.D. 41

The Dashing Hussar (B.-P. at 21) 61

“Beetle” 79

The Family on Board the Pearl 107

“Viret in AEternum” 179

Goal-Keeper 201

CHAPTER I

AN INTRODUCTORY FRAGMENT ON NO ACCOUNT TO BE SKIPPED

You will be the first to grant me, honoured sir, that after earnestness of purpose, that is to say “keenness,” there is no quality of the mind so essential to the even-balance as humour.  The schoolmaster without this humanising virtue never yet won your love and admiration, and to miss your affection and loyalty is to lose one of life’s chiefest delights.  You are as quick to detect the humbug who hides his mediocrity behind an affectation of dignity as was dear old Yorick, of whom you will read when you have got to know the sweetness of Catullus.  This Yorick it was who declared that the Frenchman’s epigram describing gravity as “a mysterious carriage of the body to cover the defects of the mind,” deserved “to be wrote in letters of gold”; and I make no doubt that had there been a greater recognition of the extreme value and importance of humour in the early ages of the world, our history books would record fewer blunders on the part of kings, counsellors, and princes, and the great churches would not have alienated the sympathy of so many goodly people at the most important moment in their existence—­the beginning of their proselytism.

This erudite reflection is to prepare you for the introduction of my hero, Robert Stephenson Smyth Baden-Powell.  I introduce him to you as a hero—­and as a humourist.  To me he appears the ideal English schoolboy, and the ideal British officer; but if I had blurted this out at the beginning of my story you might perhaps have flung the book into an ink-stained corner, thinking you were in for a dull lecture.  It is the misfortune of goodness to be generally treated with superstitious awe, as though it were a visitant from heaven, instead of being part and parcel of our own composition.  So I begin by assuring you that if ever there was a light-hearted, jovial creature it is my hero, and by promising you that he shall not bore you with moral disquisitions, nor shock your natural and untainted mind with impossible precepts.