Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-02-17
Il College "Husiny."

| Youth 8 Companion.
1t was dreary December afternoon in
the town OF port-dreary outside, with
the rain pouring and the wind blowing,
and not particularly cheerful in the school
room OF the select establishment of Dr.
Palmer, though there was good fire in
the stove, which the fifteen ''select pupils
sat around, with moody disconsolate
faces.
Two of the largest boys had the warm
corners, OF course, while the ssmall fry
sat further Oft so as to be "out of the
way" One OF the large boys, however
"a young giant of nineteen, or perhaps
less-lay stretched at full length on a
bench at some distance from the fire. 1t
was half holiday, but because of the
storm, the boys were confined to the
house, and in the words Of an old soldier
when describing his imprisonment, ''suf-
tered tranquility"
If they could have wrestled, or made a
noise, it would have been more bearable.
Put that relief was forbidden; for the
school-room was directly under Mrs.
Palmer's room, and she had 'sweak
nerves." There had been dumb fight
or two, but in their silent wrestling, a
bench had been overturned, and the BOYS
were called to order by sharp knock on
the floor overhead.
"Just hear that old cat,'; growled Per-
ry Nugent, one of the large boys; coarse
faced, broad shouldered, and with vic
ious look in his impudcnt black eyes.
"She can squall herself when she's angry,
but she can't stand a sound from anybody
else, Pm not going to stand either hers or
old Nosey's nonsense much longer. Are
we sugar and salt, that we can't take our
holiday out Of doors like men, but must
be penned up here because it rains? In
not put here to coddle up old Mother
Palmer's weak nerves. I'm going outr'
The sleepy boy on the bench strenched
out his long limbs and half-opened eyes
What noise you're always making,
Nugent," he drawled 81 wish to good
ness you would go. But didn't you hear
the Governor say he had locked the gate,
and the boy who climbed over should
never return to his sheepfold of classic
learning2 But go, by all means, my
good fellow. Perhaps papa and mamma
would kill the fatted calf to welcome
your return. Do go. I don't care; it
won't hurt my feelings"
"Who ever accused you of caring for
anything but your own self?' grumbed
the other, with furious eyes, but a certain
control of words, for he stood in whole
some awe of the six feet OF humanity that
lay stretched before him. 'sYsu're going
out yourself this evening, and much YOU
care what we suffer! Look here Dan
Edwards, what are you smuggling at?" to
one of the little boys who had laughed
aloud. "Come here, sir; I'll teach you
manners! Will you come, say, or shall
I come after you?"
The little fellow, about ten years of age,
hurried up to the bully.
Pull his ears" suggested John Lee, the
other large boy, a cringing sycophant of
Nugent's. "He laughed at you
II wasn't laughing at him. said the
frightened child. 'Jim Grimes-he
tickled me-and-
II don't care what you laughed att in
terrupted the tyrant. II ordered you lit
tie chaps to keep silent. Now, Master
Dan Edwards, stand right here before me.
I'm going to give you box on one ear; if
you vince or move your head when [ do
it, you'll catch it on the other. Now
One! two! three!"
| At the last word, the heavy, cruel hand
came down with such force that the child
dropped to the ground, AS he raised
himself, down came another blow, knock
ing him over again. He did not dare to
cry out, for he knew that would draw an
other blow: so he buried his aching little
face in his hands, and crept back to his
seat.
II suppose you call that manly?''
sneered Morton Elston, raising himself
on his elbow on the bench where he had
been lying. II haven't interfered with
you for long time, young man, but it's
time to put stop to your bullying those
poor little fellows, I'm not easy to rouse
but [ just warn you I'm going to take their
part. Do you know what that means,
eh?"
"Means?' cried the other angrily.
"You want to let the little yagabonds
ride over us, and allow them to give us
all kinds of impudence. Did you ever
go to school where the big bows didn't
rule the little ones? Does 'em good ):
makes 'em mild and obedient, and trains
.AOAA u uooiOs. heep " your own DuS1-
ness, Morton Elston, and let mine alone.
I've been boss over the young fry long
before you came here, and I've never
hurt 'em to talk Of
HE broke Abram Hewitt's leg.''
whispered one Of the little boys to his
nelghbor, land he smashed Isaac's nose,
and now he says that amt nothin'. O
my!"
At this moment the door opened, and
DR.. Palmer, smiling and benevolent-look-
ing, brought in pale, delicate boy of
about twelve.
Young gentlemen, he said, "let me
Introduce you to Master Mordaunt Ellis,
cur new pupil Mr.. Elston, Mr.. Nugent,
you will have the kindness to introduce
the young gentleman to his companions.
can trust you, I know, to make him at
home"
And with beaming face the good old
gentleman departed, feeling that he had