<h2 class="roman"><SPAN name="IX" id="IX"></SPAN>IX</h2>
<p class="chaphead">How he saw the practice of the University Crews, and what he thought of it.</p>
<p class="clearpara"><span class="smcap">The</span> notorious Intercollegian Boat-race of this <i>anno Domini</i> will be
obsolete and <i>ex post facto</i> by the time of publication of the present
instalment of jots and tittles, still I am sufficiently presumptive to
think that the cogitations and personal experiences of a cultivated,
thoughtful native gentleman on this cœrulean topic may not be found
so stale and dry as the remainder of a biscuit.</p>
<p>First I will make a clean bosom with the confession that, though
ardently desirous to witness such a Titianic struggle for the <i>cordon
bleu</i> of old Father Antic the Thames, I was not the actual spectator of
the affair, being previously contracted to escort Miss <span class="smcap">Mankletow</span> (whose
wishfulness is equivalent to legislation) to a theatrical matutinal
performance, which she would in nowise consent to renounce, alleging
that she had already seen the Boat-race to the verge of satiety, and
that the spectacle was instantaneous and paltry.</p>
<p>However, on acquainting my kind and patronising father, Hon'ble <i>Punch</i>,
of my disappointment,
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_70" id="Page_70"></SPAN></span> he did
benevolently propose, as a <i>pis aller</i> and
blind bargain, a voyage in the steam launch-boat of the official
coachman of one of the crews so that I might ascertain how the trick was
done.</p>
<p>And at 10 <span class="smcap">a.m.</span> on the day of assignation I presented myself at the
riparian premises of a certain Boating Society, and, on exhibiting my
letter of credit to the Mentor or Corypheus aforesaid, was received <i>à
bras ouverts</i> and with an urbane offhandedness.</p>
<p>After I had hung fire and cooled my heels on the banks for a while, I
was instructed to enter a skiff, which conveyed me and others to a
steamship of very meagre dimensions, whereupon owing to the heel of one
of my Japan leather shoes becoming implicated in the wire railing that
circumvented the desk, I was embarked in a horizontal attitude, and
severely deteriorated the tall chimneypot hat which I had assumed to do
credit to the hon'ble periodical I represented. (<i>Nota bene.</i> Hatmaker's
bill for renovating same, 2 rupees 8 annas—which those to whom it is of
concern will please attend to and refund.)</p>
<p>On recovery of my head-gear and equanimity, I stationed myself in close
proximity to the officiating coach for purpose of being on the threshold
of inquiries, and proceeded to pop numerous questions to my neighbours.
I ascertained, among other things, that the vessels are
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_71" id="Page_71"></SPAN></span> called
"eights," owing to their containing nine passengers; that the ninth is
called the "cock," and is a mere supernumerary or understudent, in case
any member of the crew should be overcome by sickishness during the
contest and desire to discontinue.</p>
<p>It appears that the race is of religious and ceremonious origin, for
only "good men" are permitted to compete, and none who is a wine
drunkard, a gluttonous, or addicted to any form of tobacco. Moreover,
they are to observe a strict fast and abstinence for many weeks previous
to the ordeal. The most prominent ecclesiastics and Judges of the
Supreme Courts are usually chosen from this class of individuals, which
is a further proof of the sanctimoniousness attached to the competition.</p>
<p>Consequently I was the more surprised at the disrespectful
superciliousness of their <i>Fidus Achates</i> or dry nurse, who, stretching
himself upon his stomach in the prow, did shout counsels of perfection
at his receding pupils.</p>
<p>Such criticisms as I overheard, seemed to me of a very puerile and
captious description, and some of an opprobrious personality, <i>e.g.</i>, as
when a certain oarman was taunted with being short—as though he were
capable of adding the cubic inch to his stature!</p>
<p>Another I heard advised to keep his visual organs in the interior of the
boat, though, being
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_72" id="Page_72"></SPAN></span> ordinary optics and not at all of a vitreous
composition, they could not be removable by volition. Again, a third was
reproached because of the lateness with which he had made his beginning;
but, as it was not asserted that he was inferior to the rest, the
tardiness of his initiation was surely rather honourable than
disgraceful!</p>
<p>I observed that said trainer did stickle almost prudishly for propriety,
being greatly shocked at the levity with which the rowers were attired
and entreating them to keep their buttons well up, though indeed I could
discern none, nor was there much which was humanly possible to be
buttoned.</p>
<p>For myself, I must make the humble complaint that the Hon'ble Coach was
defective in courteous attention to my inquisitiveness, which he totally
ignored. For I could not prevail upon him to explain what thing it was
that he directed the oarmen to "wait for," to "spring at from a
stretcher," and "catch at the beginning;" nor why they were forbidden to
row with their hands, not being quadrumanous, and able to employ their
feet in such a manner; nor whether when he commanded them to "get in at
once," he intended them to leap into the waters or to return to the
landing-place, nor why they did neither of these things; nor why he
should express satisfaction that a certain rower had got rid of a lofty
feather, which <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_73" id="Page_73"></SPAN></span> would
indubitably have added to the showiness of his appearance.</p>
<p>Again, hearing him anxiously inquire the time after a stoppage, I was
proceeding to explain how gladly I would have given him such
information, but for the unavoidable absence of my golden chronometer, owing
to the failure of Misters <span class="smcap">Tomkins</span> and <span class="smcap">Johnson</span> to restore the same,
whereupon he treated me in such a "please-go-away-and-die" sort of style
that I subsided with utmost alacrity.</p>
<p>On the return voyage the Collegiate eight was challenged to a spurting
match by a scratched crew, which appeared to me to be the superior in
velocity, though it seemed it was then too late to make the happy
exchange.</p>
<p>When the practice was at an end and the Blues in a state of quiescence,
I intimated my desire to harangue them and express my wonderment and
admiration at beholding them content to suffer such hardships and perils
and faultfinding without expostulation or excuses for their
shortcomings, and all for no pecuniary recompense, but the evasive
reward of a <i>nominis umbra</i>. And I would have reminded them of the
extended popularity of their performance, and that it was an unfairness
to muzzle the ox that treadeth upon one's corn, appealing to them to
stand up for their rights, and refuse to compete
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_74" id="Page_74"></SPAN></span>except for the
honorarium of a <i>quid pro quo</i>.</p>
<p>But the official instructor, seeing me about to climb upon the poop, to
deliver my oration, entreated me with so much earnestness to desist that
I became immediately aphonous.</p>
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