The weekly Floridian. [volume] (Tallahassee, Fla.) 1867-19??, 1892-09-03
FOR PARENTS ONLY.
He Was the Youngest Boy Ever Gained
in school.

in school.
! / have just returned home from an even
ing at the play, or rather from visiting my
| friends, the Robinsons.
Robinson, an amiable man except when
his shoelace breaks, sat alone and glum
in the study. His teeth were clinched, his
face was pale and he stared hard at the
| fire. He welcomed me with an effort and
| then forgot me. He is business man and
| am not: SO l concluded that stocks or
debentures had fallen or risen Tor what
ever it Is these things do to plunge those
| who know what they are in despair /
| tried the drawing room and there found
| the two little girls crying, Mrs Robinson
on the couch, with her face TO the wall
| This was serious. and seemed to me to
mean at least a corner" in stocks
It was not stocks, however my hostess
told me from behind a handkerchief. it
| was Bobby. Had not her husband shown
| me the letter.
Bobby i the heir, aged seven. | softly
| withdrew from the drawing room and re-
| turned 10 Robinson, who, with trembling
arm, handed lie the letter" 1t was from
| the master Of school to which bobby goes
ny train daily. except during the birtinest-
| ing season, when other matters claim his
| attention. The letter read thus:
DEAR SIR regret to have to apprise you of
| the fact that | had today to cane your son
| severely He Is the youngest boy have ever
! caned. but his delinquencies have Of late been
| 50 frequent that no other course was open to
| me. This communication will doubtless cause
You pain. but tie punishment will have a bene-
fetal effec; not only ON him, but on the other
| boys OF his age, whose leader in mischief he
has been They will no longer make a hero OF
one whom they have seen publicly chasii=ed
The disgrace of the punishment. indeed. is
| greater than the punishment Itself. That
| Robert may feel his shame more keenly have
| read this letter TO him and he shall be the
bearer Of il to You.
And where is Bobby at present,'
| asked, when had read this terrible letter
Crying his eyes out in the nursery, no
| doubt" answered Robinson. ''Of course l
| should have him here, but can't face him
Il can't face him. don't blame his mas
| ter but Ny dear friend. think of iii The
| youngest boy ever caned in the school.
The marks won't wear off his hands for
| week, and think of his agony of mind
| every time he looks at them. Bobby is
| sensitive boy. otherwise should not take
| it so much to heart. My hands, assure
| you, are tingiing as if / had been caned
myself"
Mrs. Robinson was for the moment not
on speaking terms with Robinson, because
he seemed to think that Bobby should con-
| tinue to go TO such a school" II Bobby
had misconducted himself. surely the
| blame lay with master who did not I'M
derstand that he was boy who could best
| be ruled by kindness. She had never had
| the least trouble with Bobby. No. he was
not in the house. He had ran ont imme-
al ofs Aols -
| had searched for him everywhere in vain.
His pride had been broken. He would
| never be the same boy again. He was
afraid to be looked at He was no doubt
| hidden somewhere in the cold night, and
he had not even on his greatcoat and he
| would catch his death of cold
IF he dos, mamma" asked the older
| girl, brightoDing, will the master be
| hanged, And. oh, do you think we could
| get ticketss"
The night was dark, so we lit a lantern
| and set off 10 look for the unhappy Bobby
At last We found HMM Mr. Nackinnou's
| stable. We looked through Crevjces in the
woodwork and this is what we saw:
| Bobby in tremendous spirits was the
center of group of envious and admiring
youths, some of them school fellows. others
ragged lads of the village If they began
to brag Bobby stopped them short with,
THAT isn't nothing; you didn't never get
caned-''
| Yes did. though" insisted one
Let & your hand, - retcrte,i Bobby,
| "Oh, ho: ..e won't, and cause there's not
| no marks on IL ;"
| Let us see your hands again, Bobby"
| Bobby held oat his hands as proudly as
IL they contained diamond
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with me tomorrow
Let me walk beside you, Bobby, and
I'll give you my crussbow. It's broke.
Bobby. I'm the one you like best. amt
'Tm the youngest he ever ickedr' cried
Bobby In transport Of delight. He began
70 strut up and down the stable.
well, then. you needn't bounce about
Il like that"
'pm the youngest he ever caned! So
would y0u bounce il you was the young-
est he ever caned."
"Bus. Bobby
i 'I1cok here. You chaps" broke in the
hero Of the day, 'I amn't mot to be called
Bobby any more. You'll have 70 call me
Robinson now. He called me Robinson
when he caned me-"
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-And. what's more. Pm the youngest he
teVers
The other Robinson here retired with q
ihppeaees look ON his face. Mrs Robinson
Issenned len humbled. I came home no
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