Okay I blame Sephielya for getting me into rekindling my love for old school Victorian corporal punishments, I recently found this little gem of a series from 1879 and even better…and excerpt written about this scene..I love reading the writings of this subject because it is like reading an old spanking story back in the days before fanfiction.net LOL
“Get a cane out of Mr. Crawcour’s study. You shall punish him. I would do it myself if I could.”
Her face assumed the expression of a handsome but enraged tigress.
Mr. Mole…soon returned with a long, glistening, lithe-looking cane…
“Let him take off his jacket and waistcoat, and then tie his hands with that string, and haul it up tight, so that his hands will be over his head, and he will be standing upright and unable to escape you…”
…The cord ran through a brass ring firmly fixed in the wall about nine feet from the floor…Mr. Mole tied Jack’s wrists firmly together, and then hauled up the cord until his arms were drawn up over his head and he stood almost on tiptoe, so great was the tension.
The other end of the cord he made fast to a leg of the piano.
“He cannot move much now,” he said, with a grim smile.
“That will do,” replied Mrs. Crawcour, leaning back in the chair with an approving nod.
“Cane the little wretch as severely as you can, and go on until I tell you to leave off. It will be some satisfaction to me to see him suffer what he so well deserves.”
Jack’s face was to the wall, but he turned his head half round with a reproachful look.
How could one so lovely be so great a savage?
He could not understand it.
She made a sign to Mr. Mole to begin.
The senior master was a tall, thickset, well-built man, and a very strong blow from his hand was one which made itself felt,
He swung the cane round, and it descended upon Jack’s shoulders with a dull thud.
The boy set his teeth firmly together.
“She shall not have the satisfaction of hearing me cry,” he said to himself.
With well regulated sweep the cane descended time after time.
At every blow the victim’s frame quivered.
Still he did not cry out.
Mrs. Crawcour was annoyed at his fortitude.
“Harder,’ she said. “He doesn’t feel it. These boys have no feelings for themselves or others, it seems to me.”
Mr. Mole redoubled his exertions.
A low sob, and then another, which he could not repress, broke from Jack.
It seemed as if the tension of the rope was dragging his arms out of their sockets.
First one thin red line, and then others made their appearance.
It was blood which the cane had drawn forth.
Alarmed, Mr. Mole suggests stopping the flogging, but the headmaster’s wife is adamant. Finally, Jack faints.
“Dear me,” said Mrs. Crawcour, rising from her chair; “I had no idea that he was ill. How obstinate he is to be sure.”
From what I saw the character mister Crawcour had an affinity for the canes and has about 50 of assorted size in the series! “I call them my little persuaders,” he smirks.
The best yet was this article explain the creative names used for such schools in these little stories…
George Emmett’s Hogarth House had “scooped” Edwin J. Brett in 1867 with the first true penny-dreadful school story entitled The Boys of Bircham School. This piece set the style for most other English boarding school serials, consisting of equal parts of adventure, cruel slapstick humor, and descriptions of more or less sadistic punishments administered by the faculty of “Birch ‘em” School. Later stories would feature “Thrashemwell College,” “Stingwell School,” “Dr. Rodwell’s School,” “Dr. Whackley’s Lexicon College,” “Thrashem’s Public Grammar School,” “Scarum School,” and so on, echoing Dickens’ “Dotheboys (Do the boys) Hall” and its cruel master, Wackford Squeers (with the emphasis on “whack!”) from Nicholas Nickleby.
Very educational and shows that even back in the Victorian era spanking stories used as either humor or drama were a part of writing and illustration even back in the day.