It gives me, perhaps, as much of pleasure as I can now in any manner experience, to dwell upon minute recollections of the school and its concerns.  Steeped in misery as I am —­ misery, alas! only too real —­ I shall be pardoned for seeking relief, however slight and temporary, in the weakness of a few rambling details.  These, moreover, utterly trivial, and even ridiculous in themselves, assume, to my fancy, adventitious importance, as connected with a period and a locality when and where I recognise the first ambiguous monitions of the destiny which afterwards so fully overshadowed me.  Let me then remember.

The house, I have said, was old and irregular.  The grounds were extensive, and a high and solid brick wall, topped with a bed of mortar and broken glass, encompassed the whole.  This prison-like rampart formed the limit of our domain; beyond it we saw but thrice a week —­ once every Saturday afternoon, when, attended by two ushers, we were permitted to take brief walks in a body through some of the neighbouring fields —­ and twice during Sunday, when we were paraded in the same formal manner to the morning and evening service in the one church of the village.  Of this church the principal of our school was pastor.  With how deep a spirit of wonder and perplexity was I wont to regard him from our remote pew in the gallery, as, with step solemn and slow, he ascended the pulpit!  This reverend man, with countenance so demurely benign, with robes so glossy and so clerically flowing, with wig so minutely powdered, so rigid and so vast, —­ -could this be he who, of late, with sour visage, and in snuffy habiliments, administered, ferule in hand, the Draconian laws of the academy?  Oh, gigantic paradox, too utterly monstrous for solution!

At an angle of the ponderous wall frowned a more ponderous gate.  It was riveted and studded with iron bolts, and surmounted with jagged iron spikes.  What impressions of deep awe did it inspire!  It was never opened save for the three periodical egressions and ingressions already mentioned; then, in every creak of its mighty hinges, we found a plenitude of mystery —­ a world of matter for solemn remark, or for more solemn meditation.

The extensive enclosure was irregular in form, having many capacious recesses.  Of these, three or four of the largest constituted the play-ground.  It was level, and covered with fine hard gravel.  I well remember it had no trees, nor benches, nor anything similar within it.  Of course it was in the rear of the house.  In front lay a small parterre, planted with box and other shrubs; but through this sacred division we passed only upon rare occasions indeed —­ such as a first advent to school or final departure thence, or perhaps, when a parent or friend having called for us, we joyfully took our way home for the Christmas or Midsummer holy-days.