For the next six years - or rather - five years and a half
- I was educated at Giggleswick Grammar School -
near Settle in Craven!- Giggleswick and the surrounding country,
is one of the loveliest parts of Craven, and here I grew fonder
than ever of Nature in her various moods! Fond of games,-
fonder of study, - fondest of Nature- I neglected no opportunity
of visiting all the most beautiful scenes. I was (with two
of my brothers) a weekly border, and we frequently came home
by the moors - by a romantic land wild, and diversified -
by waterfall, peak, and expanse of heather land!
I remember on one occasion climbing Penygent, and
I delighted to see the Ribble foaming nut-brown along
its rocky bed. It was whilst at Giggleswick that
I was severely hurt near the temples by a Hockey Stick whilst
playing the game. Nevertheless I remember carrying off the
Prize at the end of the term, and I may say here that, when
I left, in my 16th year, I was in the sixth Form, having for
one of my form fellows, a nephew of Alan Howson!
I also remember, whilst at Giggleswick, seeing the
celebrated 'Ebbing and Flowing Well' in full flow
- a rare sight! I vas however, as studious of books as of
Nature, and being delicate of constitution I had several Spring
attacks, from which my marvellous vitality enabled me to recover
myself.
The struggle during this period of life was between my natural
Precosity and Sensitiveness, which latter made me shrink from
all public appearances! To busy myself in Scott’s
Novels, school studies, and Nature’s wooded haunts
- these were my triple joys! But now I was to leave my dear,
native Otterburn, and Giggleswick school,
and all these haunts of home and rural beauty and be introduced
to town life!