CONTENTS
PAGE
SOMETHING ABOUT "A STUDENT IN ARMS" 1
AUTHOR'S FOREWORD 33
I.--THE POTENTATE 37
II.--THE BAD SIDE OF MILITARY SERVICE 51
III.--THE GOOD SIDE OF "MILITARISM" 65
IV.--A MONTH'S REFLECTIONS 79
V.--ROMANCE 93
VI.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (I) 109
VII.--THE FEAR OF DEATH IN WAR 115
VIII.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (II) 127
IX.--THE WISDOM OF "A STUDENT IN ARMS" 139
X.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (III) 145
XI.--LETTER TO AN ARMY CHAPLAIN 153
XII.--"DON'T WORRY" 165
XIII.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (IV) 175
XIV.--A PASSING IN JUNE, 1915 181
XV.--MY HOME AND SCHOOL:
I MY HOME 199
II SCHOOL 216
SOME NOTES ON THE FRAGMENT OF AUTOBIOGRAPHY BY "HILDA" 237
SOMETHING ABOUT "A STUDENT IN ARMS"
BY H.M.A.H.
"His life was a Romance of the most noble and beautiful kind." So says
one who has known him from childhood, and into how many dull, hard
and narrow lives has he not been the first to bring the element of
Romance?
He carried it about with him; it breathes through his writings,
and this inevitable expression of it gives the saying of one of his
friends, that "it is as an artist that we shall miss him most," the
more significance.
And does not the artist as well as the poet live forever in his works?
Is not the breath of inspiration that such alone can breathe into the
dull clods of their generation bound to be immortal?
Meanwhile, his "Romance" is to be written and his biographer will be
one whose good fortune it has been to see much of the "Student" in
Bermondsey, the place that was the forcing-house of his development.
In the following pages it is proposed only to give an outline of his
life, and particularly the earlier and therefore to the public unknown
parts.
Donald Hankey was born at Brighton in 1884; he was the seventh child
of his parents, and was welcomed with excitement and delight by a
ready-made family of three brothers and two sisters living on his
arrival amongst them. He was the youngest of them by seven years, and
all had their plans for his education and future, and waited jealously
for the time when he should be old enough to be removed from the
loving shelter of his mother's arms and be "brought up."
His education did, as a matter of fact, begin at a very early age; for
one day, when he was perhaps about three years old, dressed in a white
woolly cap and coat, and out for his morning walk, a neighbouring baby
stepped across from his nurse's side and with one well-directed blow
felled Donald to the ground! Donald was too much astonished and hurt
at the sheer injustice of the assault to dream of retaliation, but
when they reached home and his indignant nurse told the story, he was
taken aside by his brothers and made to understand that by his failure
to resist the assault, and give the other fellow back as good as he
gave, "the honour of the family" was impugned! He was then and there
put through a systematic course of "the noble art of self-defence."
"And I think," said one of his brothers only the other day, "that he
was prepared to act upon his instructions should occasion arise."
It will be seen from this incident that his bringing-up was of a
decidedly strenuous character and likely to make Donald's outlook on
life a serious one!
He was naturally a peace-loving and philosophical little boy, very
lovable and attractive with his large clear eyes with their curious
distribution of colour--the one entirely blue and the other three
parts a decided brown--the big head set proudly on the slender little
body, and the radiant illuminating smile, that no one who knew him
well at any time of his life can ever forget. It spoke of a light
within, "that mysterious light which is of course not physical," as
was said by one who met him only once, but was quick to note this
characteristic.
Donald's more strenuous times were in the boys' holidays--those
tumultuous of seasons so well known to the members of all big
families! His eldest brother, Hugh, was bent on making an all-round
athlete of him; another brother saw in him an embryo county cricketer,
while a third was most particular about his music, giving him lessons
on the violoncello with clockwork regularity. The games were terribly
thrilling and dangerous, especially when the schoolroom was turned
into a miniature battlefield, with opposing armies of tiny lead
soldiers.
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PAGE
SOMETHING ABOUT "A STUDENT IN ARMS" 1
AUTHOR'S FOREWORD 33
I.--THE POTENTATE 37
II.--THE BAD SIDE OF MILITARY SERVICE 51
III.--THE GOOD SIDE OF "MILITARISM" 65
IV.--A MONTH'S REFLECTIONS 79
V.--ROMANCE 93
VI.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (I) 109
VII.--THE FEAR OF DEATH IN WAR 115
VIII.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (II) 127
IX.--THE WISDOM OF "A STUDENT IN ARMS" 139
X.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (III) 145
XI.--LETTER TO AN ARMY CHAPLAIN 153
XII.--"DON'T WORRY" 165
XIII.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (IV) 175
XIV.--A PASSING IN JUNE, 1915 181
XV.--MY HOME AND SCHOOL:
I MY HOME 199
II SCHOOL 216
SOME NOTES ON THE FRAGMENT OF AUTOBIOGRAPHY BY "HILDA" 237
SOMETHING ABOUT "A STUDENT IN ARMS"
BY H.M.A.H.
"His life was a Romance of the most noble and beautiful kind." So says
one who has known him from childhood, and into how many dull, hard
and narrow lives has he not been the first to bring the element of
Romance?
He carried it about with him; it breathes through his writings,
and this inevitable expression of it gives the saying of one of his
friends, that "it is as an artist that we shall miss him most," the
more significance.
And does not the artist as well as the poet live forever in his works?
Is not the breath of inspiration that such alone can breathe into the
dull clods of their generation bound to be immortal?
Meanwhile, his "Romance" is to be written and his biographer will be
one whose good fortune it has been to see much of the "Student" in
Bermondsey, the place that was the forcing-house of his development.
In the following pages it is proposed only to give an outline of his
life, and particularly the earlier and therefore to the public unknown
parts.
Donald Hankey was born at Brighton in 1884; he was the seventh child
of his parents, and was welcomed with excitement and delight by a
ready-made family of three brothers and two sisters living on his
arrival amongst them. He was the youngest of them by seven years, and
all had their plans for his education and future, and waited jealously
for the time when he should be old enough to be removed from the
loving shelter of his mother's arms and be "brought up."
His education did, as a matter of fact, begin at a very early age; for
one day, when he was perhaps about three years old, dressed in a white
woolly cap and coat, and out for his morning walk, a neighbouring baby
stepped across from his nurse's side and with one well-directed blow
felled Donald to the ground! Donald was too much astonished and hurt
at the sheer injustice of the assault to dream of retaliation, but
when they reached home and his indignant nurse told the story, he was
taken aside by his brothers and made to understand that by his failure
to resist the assault, and give the other fellow back as good as he
gave, "the honour of the family" was impugned! He was then and there
put through a systematic course of "the noble art of self-defence."
"And I think," said one of his brothers only the other day, "that he
was prepared to act upon his instructions should occasion arise."
It will be seen from this incident that his bringing-up was of a
decidedly strenuous character and likely to make Donald's outlook on
life a serious one!
He was naturally a peace-loving and philosophical little boy, very
lovable and attractive with his large clear eyes with their curious
distribution of colour--the one entirely blue and the other three
parts a decided brown--the big head set proudly on the slender little
body, and the radiant illuminating smile, that no one who knew him
well at any time of his life can ever forget. It spoke of a light
within, "that mysterious light which is of course not physical," as
was said by one who met him only once, but was quick to note this
characteristic.
Donald's more strenuous times were in the boys' holidays--those
tumultuous of seasons so well known to the members of all big
families! His eldest brother, Hugh, was bent on making an all-round
athlete of him; another brother saw in him an embryo county cricketer,
while a third was most particular about his music, giving him lessons
on the violoncello with clockwork regularity. The games were terribly
thrilling and dangerous, especially when the schoolroom was turned
into a miniature battlefield, with opposing armies of tiny lead
soldiers.
A STUDENT IN ARMS SECOND SERIES
CONTENTS
PAGE
SOMETHING ABOUT "A STUDENT IN ARMS" 1
AUTHOR'S FOREWORD 33
I.--THE POTENTATE 37
II.--THE BAD SIDE OF MILITARY SERVICE 51
III.--THE GOOD SIDE OF "MILITARISM" 65
IV.--A MONTH'S REFLECTIONS 79
V.--ROMANCE 93
VI.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (I) 109
VII.--THE FEAR OF DEATH IN WAR 115
VIII.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (II) 127
IX.--THE WISDOM OF "A STUDENT IN ARMS" 139
X.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (III) 145
XI.--LETTER TO AN ARMY CHAPLAIN 153
XII.--"DON'T WORRY" 165
XIII.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (IV) 175
XIV.--A PASSING IN JUNE, 1915 181
XV.--MY HOME AND SCHOOL:
I MY HOME 199
II SCHOOL 216
SOME NOTES ON THE FRAGMENT OF AUTOBIOGRAPHY BY "HILDA" 237
SOMETHING ABOUT "A STUDENT IN ARMS"
BY H.M.A.H.
"His life was a Romance of the most noble and beautiful kind." So says
one who has known him from childhood, and into how many dull, hard
and narrow lives has he not been the first to bring the element of
Romance?
He carried it about with him; it breathes through his writings,
and this inevitable expression of it gives the saying of one of his
friends, that "it is as an artist that we shall miss him most," the
more significance.
And does not the artist as well as the poet live forever in his works?
Is not the breath of inspiration that such alone can breathe into the
dull clods of their generation bound to be immortal?
Meanwhile, his "Romance" is to be written and his biographer will be
one whose good fortune it has been to see much of the "Student" in
Bermondsey, the place that was the forcing-house of his development.
In the following pages it is proposed only to give an outline of his
life, and particularly the earlier and therefore to the public unknown
parts.
Donald Hankey was born at Brighton in 1884; he was the seventh child
of his parents, and was welcomed with excitement and delight by a
ready-made family of three brothers and two sisters living on his
arrival amongst them. He was the youngest of them by seven years, and
all had their plans for his education and future, and waited jealously
for the time when he should be old enough to be removed from the
loving shelter of his mother's arms and be "brought up."
His education did, as a matter of fact, begin at a very early age; for
one day, when he was perhaps about three years old, dressed in a white
woolly cap and coat, and out for his morning walk, a neighbouring baby
stepped across from his nurse's side and with one well-directed blow
felled Donald to the ground! Donald was too much astonished and hurt
at the sheer injustice of the assault to dream of retaliation, but
when they reached home and his indignant nurse told the story, he was
taken aside by his brothers and made to understand that by his failure
to resist the assault, and give the other fellow back as good as he
gave, "the honour of the family" was impugned! He was then and there
put through a systematic course of "the noble art of self-defence."
"And I think," said one of his brothers only the other day, "that he
was prepared to act upon his instructions should occasion arise."
It will be seen from this incident that his bringing-up was of a
decidedly strenuous character and likely to make Donald's outlook on
life a serious one!
He was naturally a peace-loving and philosophical little boy, very
lovable and attractive with his large clear eyes with their curious
distribution of colour--the one entirely blue and the other three
parts a decided brown--the big head set proudly on the slender little
body, and the radiant illuminating smile, that no one who knew him
well at any time of his life can ever forget. It spoke of a light
within, "that mysterious light which is of course not physical," as
was said by one who met him only once, but was quick to note this
characteristic.
Donald's more strenuous times were in the boys' holidays--those
tumultuous of seasons so well known to the members of all big
families! His eldest brother, Hugh, was bent on making an all-round
athlete of him; another brother saw in him an embryo county cricketer,
while a third was most particular about his music, giving him lessons
on the violoncello with clockwork regularity. The games were terribly
thrilling and dangerous, especially when the schoolroom was turned
into a miniature battlefield, with opposing armies of tiny lead
soldiers.
PAGE
SOMETHING ABOUT "A STUDENT IN ARMS" 1
AUTHOR'S FOREWORD 33
I.--THE POTENTATE 37
II.--THE BAD SIDE OF MILITARY SERVICE 51
III.--THE GOOD SIDE OF "MILITARISM" 65
IV.--A MONTH'S REFLECTIONS 79
V.--ROMANCE 93
VI.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (I) 109
VII.--THE FEAR OF DEATH IN WAR 115
VIII.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (II) 127
IX.--THE WISDOM OF "A STUDENT IN ARMS" 139
X.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (III) 145
XI.--LETTER TO AN ARMY CHAPLAIN 153
XII.--"DON'T WORRY" 165
XIII.--IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS (IV) 175
XIV.--A PASSING IN JUNE, 1915 181
XV.--MY HOME AND SCHOOL:
I MY HOME 199
II SCHOOL 216
SOME NOTES ON THE FRAGMENT OF AUTOBIOGRAPHY BY "HILDA" 237
SOMETHING ABOUT "A STUDENT IN ARMS"
BY H.M.A.H.
"His life was a Romance of the most noble and beautiful kind." So says
one who has known him from childhood, and into how many dull, hard
and narrow lives has he not been the first to bring the element of
Romance?
He carried it about with him; it breathes through his writings,
and this inevitable expression of it gives the saying of one of his
friends, that "it is as an artist that we shall miss him most," the
more significance.
And does not the artist as well as the poet live forever in his works?
Is not the breath of inspiration that such alone can breathe into the
dull clods of their generation bound to be immortal?
Meanwhile, his "Romance" is to be written and his biographer will be
one whose good fortune it has been to see much of the "Student" in
Bermondsey, the place that was the forcing-house of his development.
In the following pages it is proposed only to give an outline of his
life, and particularly the earlier and therefore to the public unknown
parts.
Donald Hankey was born at Brighton in 1884; he was the seventh child
of his parents, and was welcomed with excitement and delight by a
ready-made family of three brothers and two sisters living on his
arrival amongst them. He was the youngest of them by seven years, and
all had their plans for his education and future, and waited jealously
for the time when he should be old enough to be removed from the
loving shelter of his mother's arms and be "brought up."
His education did, as a matter of fact, begin at a very early age; for
one day, when he was perhaps about three years old, dressed in a white
woolly cap and coat, and out for his morning walk, a neighbouring baby
stepped across from his nurse's side and with one well-directed blow
felled Donald to the ground! Donald was too much astonished and hurt
at the sheer injustice of the assault to dream of retaliation, but
when they reached home and his indignant nurse told the story, he was
taken aside by his brothers and made to understand that by his failure
to resist the assault, and give the other fellow back as good as he
gave, "the honour of the family" was impugned! He was then and there
put through a systematic course of "the noble art of self-defence."
"And I think," said one of his brothers only the other day, "that he
was prepared to act upon his instructions should occasion arise."
It will be seen from this incident that his bringing-up was of a
decidedly strenuous character and likely to make Donald's outlook on
life a serious one!
He was naturally a peace-loving and philosophical little boy, very
lovable and attractive with his large clear eyes with their curious
distribution of colour--the one entirely blue and the other three
parts a decided brown--the big head set proudly on the slender little
body, and the radiant illuminating smile, that no one who knew him
well at any time of his life can ever forget. It spoke of a light
within, "that mysterious light which is of course not physical," as
was said by one who met him only once, but was quick to note this
characteristic.
Donald's more strenuous times were in the boys' holidays--those
tumultuous of seasons so well known to the members of all big
families! His eldest brother, Hugh, was bent on making an all-round
athlete of him; another brother saw in him an embryo county cricketer,
while a third was most particular about his music, giving him lessons
on the violoncello with clockwork regularity. The games were terribly
thrilling and dangerous, especially when the schoolroom was turned
into a miniature battlefield, with opposing armies of tiny lead
soldiers.
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| Publisher: | SAP |
| Publication date: | 09/25/2011 |
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