"Glory, hallelujah!" cried Garry, throwing his bundle of books in the air and catching it dexterously on its return. "That's the best news I've heard since school opened! It seems too good to be true! How did you find it out?" "Just got the tip from Ralph Wynn," replied Nick. "And it came straight to him from Mr. Allen, too! Oh, it's true all right! That's the reason that Shrugg was so full of gall to-day. It was his last chance to work it off." "Where's he going?" asked Garry. "He's got a position away off in the upper part of the State," put in Rooster. "It seems that this thing's been brewing for some time. Mr. Allen and the school board have heard so many complaints of Shrugg's tyrannical methods that they decided to get rid of him, though they let him stay until he could get himself fixed. But now we're through with him." "I feel sorry for the poor dubs that will be under him," put in Rooster. "Our gain will be their loss." "Oh well," returned Nick, "why should we have to take all the bad medicine?" "I wonder whom we'll get in his place," conjectured Garry. "Though it doesn't much matter. Any change is bound to be for the better." Garry's chums looked grinningly at each other. "Shall we tell him!" asked Rooster. "Better go slow," admonished Ted. "He oughtn't to have two shocks in one day," added Nick. "Let me see," said Bill, assuming a professional air and feeling Garry's pulse. "Hum! Hum! A little fast, but not dangerously so. Yes, I think it will be safe to tell him. Trust old Doc Sherwood. He knows." Garry made a pass at him, and Bill ducked with a loss of his professional dignity. "Quit your kidding," demanded Garry. "Spill it. Who's coming in Shrugg's place?" "Mr. Phillips," replied Ted. Garry's heart gave a bound and his face became radiant. "Not our Mr. Phillips of the Hill Street school?" he exclaimed. "That's the one," Nick assured him. "You'll see him at the desk when we go into the English class to-morrow morning. Shrugg shakes the dust of Lenox from his shoes to-night." "What a change it will be to have a regular fellow for a teacher!" exulted Garry. "And as good a scholar as Shrugg ever was," put in Rooster. "I understand he was a star in his classes at Amherst, as well as on the football team." "I'm glad, too, for Mr. Phillips's own sake as well as ours," remarked Ted. "It will be promotion for him to come from a grammar school to a high school. He'll be a professor in a big college before he's through." "Let's hope that won't be until we get out of high," put in Garry. "Gee, I feel as though some one had given me a million dollars!" "We sha'n't hear any more about the brutality of football," laughed Bill. "You've got through being a disgraceful brawler, Garry." "You can intrude yourself now into the society of gentlemen without feeling out of place," added Rooster, grinning.