St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1873-09-12

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deacon waS a hard master. and the boy
feared. and hated. and obeyed him.
But as the wears went ON. five of them,
he grew to be generally considered a
bad boy. At fifteen he was strong of
his age. Il man. almost, in size.
His schooling had been confined to
short winter terms, and he had always
been the terror of every successive
>choolma>ter.
When he was fifteen, a new teacher
came. Il handsome. graceful young
man. Just out of college. He was
slight rather than stout, Wcll-dreS>ed,
wcll-manncrcd. tit. you would have
SAID, for lady drawing rather
than the country school-house i'll win
ter. with its big boys, tough customers.
many of them, and Jack Ramsdale the
toughest customer of all. After Mr..
Garrison had passed his examination.
one of the committee, impressed by
what he thought Il certain tine-gentle-
man air in the young man, warned him
ot the rough times in store for him, and
i'll especial of the rough strength and
INSTRUMENTATION of Jack Ramsdalc.
Ralph Garrison smiled IL calm smile.
but uttered no boasts.
lie had been Il week III the school he
fore lac had any especial trouble. Jack
was taking his measure. The truth
was. the boy had certain amount of
taste, and tiarri~"n's gentlemanliness
impressed him more than he would
have cared to own. 1t is possible that
he might have gone on, quietly and
obcdicnt!N, but that now his bad name
began to weigh him down. The boys
who had looked up 10 him as il leader
i'll evil grew impatient of his quiet sub
mission to rules. ''G0t your match,
Jack ," said one. Com to own beat
without giving it IL try ," said another
And Jack began to think that the evil
laurcls he had won, lis the bravo and
bully of the school, would fall withercd
from his brow if he didn't make some
effort to f;t>tcn them.
SO one morning, midway between re-
cess and the close of school, he took
out an apple and began pairing it with
Il lack knife and eating it. For mo-
he remarked. with omiuouS urirtueSs.
i'm u tone lower and more GENTLE than
usual
".Jack. this is NOT the place or time
for eating"
..Ni,. ,,Is.. and rim. +o on. oro v.bor
| am hungry" .Jark answered. with
cool insolence. cutting Off \ moutbful
and carving if Deliberately tn his
mouth.
..You will put up that annie instant
*. if Won plcasc.''
sill thc te,chrr srok. very rcptIv
and turnrd , mi. MIA TLc icr,mat
.i,r vnr,I. and ,L, iIi,,ht r,i,,rdss n,i,
lrI lack lie ,bnuuhT liz ,.irt,,r,. wen.
to Il, 80 easily WON There wonId NOR rv-
an hr am, ,.ln,., in if II. smiled and
ate. uuitc At his ease.
~ on will come here whether van
rIcaSc or not" WAS the next seutrur.
from the teachers desk J,rL, emf off
another mouthful and sat still
Then. he never knew how if WIS. hut
suddenly. in the tvinklium of an eve.
he felt himself pulled from his seat out
into the middle of the floor. while knit.
and ample flew from his hand. He
kicked. he struggled. he tried to strike
bur an iron grasp held his wrists. The
strong muscles Of the stroke-oar at
Harvard did good service. The hand .
some lace WAS palt. our the llpS were /
set like steel. and the cool ewes never
wavcrcd as they fixed and held those .
Df the Young bully. Then suddenly he
W hippcd from his pocket a ball of
strong fi>h-line and bound the strug-
ing wrists tightly. and. pushing Il chair
uward his captive. said. coolv.-
Il want nothing more of Won till af
cr school. You can sit or stand, As
.nu please. Now | will hear the first
lass i'm arithmetic"
There WAS Il strange hush in the
rhnuI and .verv ScEoIor know who
vas master.