The daily gazette., 1879-07-02
FIRST EDITION.
THE SOHOOLFELLOWS.
BY W. s.

BY W..
1t was on glorious afternoon in Sep
tember, when, with q merry whoop,
rushed into the playground some forty
or fifty sturdy boys, who formed the
younger portion of DR.. Balls academy.
As the youngsters dispersed themselves
over the space allotted for their amuse-
ment, and began their various sports,
the doctor, who was standing at his
study window, seeing no IL her present,
hastened to summon one to his duty.
At this moment howl, as OF some suf-
fering animal, was heard from the midst
of the throng of boys; and, as the usher
came up, smarting from sharp rebukc,
he found, stretched on the turf, the doc
tors favorite spaniel, covered with
blood and evidently dying. A large
cricke' bat lay half over the poor ami
NAL, and furnished the clew to the inn
mediate cause of its injury. Nearly all
the lads stood around, hushed and
alarmed, for they knew too well the ir-
ritable temper OF their preceptor to hope
for mercy to those connected with the
dogs death.
To the angry inquiry of Mr.. Bowden,
"Who has done this, boys?" there was
no immediate reply but, on its being
repeated, with menacing threat, a
perfect chorus of cries arose: "NOt J.,
STRIP
"Oh, no, of course not the dog killed
Itself, didn't It 2" was the tailnting re-
tort. "However, you'll hear what the
doctor has got to say about it," he said
maliciously. ''Here, you Jones! go and
ask Mr.. Edwards to step here for mo
ment."
Directly his coadjutor appeared, Bow
den walked off to the house, leaving Mr..
Edwards bewildered at his strange con-
duct. He had just, however, gathered
the meaning of all he saw from the boys,
when his fellow-usher returned, accom-
panied by the head-master in towering
passion.
"You young rascals, you"' lie roared,
"what do you mean by numbering my
dog in this way? Who's done it, eh ?
Eh, Bowden"
"Well, no one, sir, according to their
own account" sneered the usher.
"No one, indeed!" burst in DR.. Bail ;
ssif ] only find out some one who did it,
he may reckon OH getting what he has
never had yeti Whose bat Is that " he
added, quickly.
"SeymOur's, SIR"
"Seymour, stand forward! Is this your
doing% fns
"No, SIR"
"Pray, whose is it, then? and how
came your bat here?"
81 can't say, sir; L didn't see it done,
and I"
"Did anyone do it? No answer.
"Please, sir, saw Seymour with his
bat in his hand just now, sir" said boy
named Thompson, crimsoning As ht
spoke.
.s'I'hat is false ~ cried Seymour.
"Silence, sir !" thundered the doctor
'DOn't answer; there's no doubt abou
it, now, sir! Go indoors, instantly"
"Perhaps, sir" interrupted Ed
ward.
"No, sir, MOI" interrupted DR.. Ball
''no more at present, If you please, o
this"
"Indeed, sir, L" began poor Sey
mour; but Bowden took him by tn
shoulders and forced him into the house
Half an hour later the school was as
sembled to witness the flogging Of Sey
mour, whom the doctor decided to be tn
undoubted culprit, and his subsequen
| expulsion from the school. "FOr bruta
conduct, sir, and shameful hardness ant
| obstinacy in denying your crime, and try
ing to impllcate the whole school in 1t
sir" as DR.. Ball declared, and perhaps
according to appearances, he was hardl.
50 unjust either, only hasty.
Years had passed away since tha
scene in DR.. Balls playground, and tn
boys there assembled had shot into stal
wart men, when on frosty winters da.
throngs OF skaters might be seen covering
the smooth crystal pavement OF the Ser
pentine. Shouts Of laughter or of ap
plause resounded ON all sides, as her
some tyro measured his length on the ic
and there master of the art glide
gracefully from point to point, now born
onward in swift career, figures OH th
smooth surface, to the utter amazemen
of all sober lockers on.
But what is that? A crash, plunge
| q cry, and one adventurous mortal a
least has sunk beneath the treacherOu
| lC6s ATTcolCu III LuiuCdiCC Aic ColApnn
IONS look on in silent horror, but non
burst approach too closely the fatal spot
None did / sayp Yes, seel One nobl
fellow has dashed forward, seized tn
drowning man fairly by the waist |; the
slnk-no-again They rise, and avoidin
with consummate skill the treacherou
edges, he pushed for the shore at lengt
it Is reached, aud the rescued and tn
rescuer are dragged out, the latter almos
exhausted, the former chill aud sense
less.
4 Immediate aid was procured, and th
noble fellow stood by the bedside Of hiI
he had risked his life to save, awaitin
with feyerish anxiety the signs ofreturI
lug animation. At length his hop'
were realized; the suffer sighed faintl
and opened his eyes. The recognitio
was mutual and instantaneous; use,
mourw "Thompson burst from the
lips, and with CHASTITY shudder the il
valid hid his face in the bed-clothe
Sc ;mour (ior it was indeed he) motto
ed to the attendants to leave the rool
and, bending oyer the couch, murmur'
some words Of kindness to his compa
, ion. The poor fellow groan' d, an
starting up in his bed, exclaimed: so
it kills me, Seymour +! If y1 know a.
. how YOU must hate meP' and then
broken sentences he told him how
that day at DR.. Balls, having h:mse
accidentally committed the fault +
which Seymour had been punishe
hn