. Tom Browns school-days . CHAPTER VII SETTLING TO THE COLLAR Says Giles, Tis mortal hard to go; But if so hes I must,I means to follow arter heAs goes hisself the fust.—BALLAD. VERYBODY, I suppose, knows the dreamy,delicious state in which one lies, half asleep,half awake, while consciousness begins to re-turn, after a sound nights rest in a new placewhich we are glad to be in, following upon aday of unwonted excitement and are few pleasanter pieces of life. Theworst of it is that they last such a short time; for, nurse them asyou will, by lying perfectly passive in mind and bo
. Tom Browns school-days . CHAPTER VII SETTLING TO THE COLLAR Says Giles, Tis mortal hard to go; But if so hes I must,I means to follow arter heAs goes hisself the fust.—BALLAD. VERYBODY, I suppose, knows the dreamy,delicious state in which one lies, half asleep,half awake, while consciousness begins to re-turn, after a sound nights rest in a new placewhich we are glad to be in, following upon aday of unwonted excitement and are few pleasanter pieces of life. Theworst of it is that they last such a short time; for, nurse them asyou will, by lying perfectly passive in mind and body, you cantmake more than five minutes or so of them. After which timethe stupid, obtrusive, wakeful entity which we call I, asimpatient as he is stiff-necked, spite of our teeth will force. SCHOOL DAYS himself back again and take possession of us down to ourvery toes. It was in this state that Master Tom lay at half-past seven onthe morning following the day of his arrival, and from his clean,little, white bed watched the movements of Bogle (the genericname by which the successive shoeblacks of the School-housewere known) as he marched round from bed to bed, collectingthe dirty shoes and boots, and depositing clean ones in theirplaces. There he lay, half doubtful as to where exactly in the universehe was, but conscious that he had made a step in life which he hadbeen anxious to make. It was only just light as he looked lazilyout of the wide windows, and saw the tops of the great elms, andthe rooks circling about and cawing remonstrances to the lazyones of their commonwealth before starting in a body for theneighboring ploughed fields. The noise of the room-door closingbehind Bogle, as he made his exit with the shoe-basket under hisarm, roused Tom thoroughly, and he sat u
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