Boarding schools -- England -- Juvenile fiction; Boys -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Schools -- Juvenile fiction
"The dog is the sublymest, gift of beficient nature to the zografical
Speeches, He has been the confidenshul playmate of; man since before the
creation, he is compounded of the most plezing trays and Generaly ansers
to the endeering name of carlo? if you put his noes at the extremity of
a rat-Hole he: will continue their ad libbitums till he has his man; In
Barberous lands there is an exorable law ordayning muscles but It can be
invaded by a little despeshun and sang frore, as one side of the streat
is not unfrequentedly Outside the rools so that if you take him that
side the politician cannot Run him in which is the wulgar for lagging
him for not [waring Mussles I have] ockasionaly done bobys this Way
myself so that I am convinzed of my voracity, the lesson we learn from
this is that dogs should be treeted kindly and not Injected to unkind
tretemant there? was Ice a dog with the pattrynamie of dognes who lived
in a tub but; tubs are not helthy kenels because, they Roal when you
dont stick brix under, which teechus to be kind `to our' fello animals
and pleze Our masters--I will. Only include by adding that dogs like
cake? which Shoes how like they are to boys who have kind masters that
they strive to pleas in ewery way in Their incapacity as the righter of
this esay strives ever to endevor."
"That ought to fetch him," said the delighted author, as he dotted his
last "i," and released D'Arcy from under the bath. "Now I vote we stow
it, and--"
Here there was a loud knock at the door and a senior's voice calling,
"Open the door, you youngsters."
The intruder was Dangle, at sight of whom the backs of our four heroes
went up.
"What do you youngsters mean by bagging one of our balls!" said the
Modern senior. "Give it me directly."
"It doesn't belong to you," said Wally; "it's my young brother's."
"Do you hear?--give it to me," said Dangle. "He can fetch it if he
wants it. You're not our prefect," retorted Wally.
None of the four were more astounded than Wally himself at the audacity
of this speech. It must have been due to the exhilarating effect of his
tea and essay combined.
Dangle was evidently unprepared for defiance of this sort and became
threatening.
"If you don't give me that ball at once, I'll give the lot of you the
best hiding you ever had in your lives."
"Try it. We're not going to give up the ball. There! If Percy wants
it, let him come for it. Back up, you chaps."
In a tussle between one big boy and four small ones, the odds are
usually in favour of the former, but Dangle on the present occasion did
not find his task quite as easy as he expected. The juniors defended
themselves with great tenacity, and although the senior's blows came
home pretty hard, he could only deal with them one at a time. It got to
be a little humiliating to discover that he would have to fight hard to
gain his end, and his temper evaporated rapidly.
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