Boys -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Boys -- Societies and clubs -- Juvenile fiction
“Yes, sir; it’s up to me--I understand,” said he. “I’ve got to show
that I’m not an utter idiot, that I have some common sense. And I will
show it, I will! If I don’t, I won’t be worth sending to St. Mark’s
or--or anywhere else!”
CHAPTER VIII BEGINNING THE TEST
The junior class of the Plainville High School probably was neither
much better nor much worse than the classes which had preceded it,
and the other classes which were following it, along the paths of
knowledge. It had its bright boys and girls and its dullards; its
examples of industry and of idleness; its workers and its shirkers; its
happy-go-lucky members, who made the most of the day without thought
of the morrow, and its budding politicians, who laid wires and pulled
them with an eye to future advantage. Perhaps the most distinguishing
peculiarity of the class, however, was the influence exerted by a group
of boys, with some of whom we have become acquainted.
Just why the Safety First Club (lately the Adelphi) should have been
so potent a factor was not easily explained. The faculty, which
had suspicion rather than understanding of the fact, did not try
to explain it, while certain ambitious youths, not of the charmed
circle, insisted that it could not be made clear. The club did not
include the coming valedictorian or salutatorian; it had none of the
most distinguished athletes; yet the truth remained that its backing
was a prime necessity to secure success in any class undertaking. If
there were a fund to be raised for the ball team, or if a picnic were
planned or a Christmas jollification, wise promoters at once sought the
endorsement of the club. As it usually was given in generous measure,
there was little general criticism of the coterie, though, as was
inevitable, there were envious ones who lost no opportunity privately
to say unpleasant things about the members, singly and collectively.
In this, of course, jealousy figured. Several of the boys deeply
resented the failure of the club to invite them to become members; and
the feeling was bitterest in the case of one Thomas Orkney.
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