Some are rapt, some are yawning, and others have succumbed to late-afternoon torpor, as they eagerly await the dismissal bell on a day that seduces with the promise of spring. Suddenly, a man with a gun rushes through the door.
Some kids jump and scream.
Others squeal in surprise and delight. The intruder is dressed in stockings and breeches, waistcoat and cocked hat. Pray, tell me. The intruder turns out to be a gentleman of meticulous manners. He introduces himself as Edward Hector, of the Third Pennsylvania Artillery Company.