All this will be readily admitted by those of us who were at school in those robuster days when the birch or cane was the normal and ever-present symbol of the schoolmaster’s authority in the school. We did not fear it much for the physical pain it inflicted, though that was sharp enough at the moment, and probably much sharper than it is in this more squeamish age. But we did fear it because of the appeal it made to our self-respect, because it came as a sharp and salutary reminder that we had been disgraced before our school-fellow, disgraced not by the mere infliction of corporal punishment, but by the feeling that we had fallen away from a standard of conduct which we knew in our heart of hearts to be that which we ought to act up to.

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