. The autobiography of Leigh Hunt, with reminiscences of friends and contemporaries, and with Thornton Hunt's introduction and postscript, newly edited by Roger Ingpen. Illustrated with portraits . t of a Grecian of the name of Le He wasthe maddest of all the great boys in my time; clever,full of address, and not hampered with humours, not lightly to be heard, fell on ourears, respecting pranks of his amongst the nursesdaughters. He had a fair handsome face, with delicateaquiline nose, and twinkling eyes. I remember hisastonishing me when I was a new boy, with sendingme
. The autobiography of Leigh Hunt, with reminiscences of friends and contemporaries, and with Thornton Hunt's introduction and postscript, newly edited by Roger Ingpen. Illustrated with portraits . t of a Grecian of the name of Le He wasthe maddest of all the great boys in my time; clever,full of address, and not hampered with humours, not lightly to be heard, fell on ourears, respecting pranks of his amongst the nursesdaughters. He had a fair handsome face, with delicateaquiline nose, and twinkling eyes. I remember hisastonishing me when I was a new boy, with sendingme for a bottle of water, which he proceeded to pourdown the back of G., a grave Deputy Grecian. On themaster asking him one day why he, of all the boys, hadgiven up no exercise (it was a particular exercise thatthey were bound to do in the course of a long set ofholidays), he said he had had a lethargy. Theextreme impudence of this puzzled the master ; and, Ibelieve, nothing came of it. But what I alluded toabout the fruit was this. Le Grice was in the habit ofeating apples in school-time, for which he had been f1 Samuel Le Grice. His regiment was the 60th Foot: he died inJamaica in 1802.] 80. SCHOOL-DAYS often rebuked. One day, having particularly pleasedthe master, the latter, who was eating apples himself,and who would now and then with great ostentationpresent a boy with some halfpenny token of his man-suetude, called out to his favourite of the moment, LeGrice, here is an apple for you. Le Grice, who felthis dignity hurt as a Grecian, but was more pleased athaving this opportunity of mortifying his reprover,replied, with an exquisite tranquillity of assurance, Sir, I never eat apples. For this, among other things,the boys adored him. Poor fellow ! He and Favelll(who, though very generous, was said to be a little toosensible of an humble origin) wrote to the Duke ofYork, when they were at College, for commissions inthe army. The Duke good-naturedly sent them. LeGrice died in
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