The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1899-02-16

oh, l suess not, replied Bsnnie. light
The, nigh, When be go, to bis ow
room be sal down on the bed snd place
tas spelling lesi psper before him.
s-c.o-u.u.d-,.s.l, can spell tba,. D.i
i..u-l-t.s.r That's easy enough. D.i.
h-o-n-es.,~-
ion are, Jon nsl seemingly in,errnpte
The wind, /. II went moaning down ID
chimney.
Oh, botherl exclaimed Bepnie, furtivel,
looking around The room. T.h.i.s.f, b,
spclled, snd on through the entire list
aud then noiselessly crept TO bed.
d,od luck TO you, Bsnpie called Mrs.
Norefoss. ntrfily. the merit morning. q,
Benpie, With absppy heart, took up hi,
books, tightly strapped together. spd
prepared 10 leave the house.
Thsnk you, mother, be snssered. quiet
ly. The next moment the door closed and
be was gone. Ted met him . block away.
Who, whst's the matter. old mana hs OF
claimed. giving him . hearty slap on ,he
shoulder Cheer upl Yon'll come 10 .
head With flying oolors this time.
Bsnnie tried TO emile, but his attempt
was . miserable failure.
I've good mind no, to take il, be said
to | nself, rs his cham left him to do an
eraud across the street. Bat then
mus, beat Dick Atkins; and can do il
this timel
Just after the opening exercises DR..
C1nant entered the schooroom, carrying
under bis arm neatly done mp paper par
c,l.
All eyes tnrned 10 Bsnuie and Dick
Bennies heart beat wildly, while TO it's
tbrobbing e voice within seemed 10 be
keeping time with; CAN'T -you spell 60
thieIS Course you can; for that's you.
You can spell yourself. can't your
Slowly DR., Conant pronounced tie frat
word how anIiously Bsnnis was listen
ing for III business
Pes got smother list. happily thought
Bonnie TO himself, Oa good
Bot no the next word was ''scouudrel,t
and from that on the list was exactly the
same as the one Ben 10 had ionud and
studied.
Attsr he had written the fifth word, he
looked up from his paper. Ted met bis
gaze with resssuriug smile What il
he knew he thought.
When the test was over, with sigh oil
relief. Bennie folded his paper and hur
rie from the room.
How'd you make it2 sskel the boys.
quickly, as they gathered srou1d him.
Wasn't |. sticker, thought
Was it2 answered Bennie. evssively. !
think. perhaps. ] got most Of them right.
AT the close OF the afternoon session Dr. |
Consnt wss TO award the prize. How slow
y The hours seemed to psssl Az length
however. the exercises for the dsy were
over. and DR.. Consnt entered. An cir Of
expectancy 6llei the room. Bennie's
lace paled slightly.
Spelling has become nearly 3 lost srt
among the boys and girls OF the present
generation, began Dr. Oonant, and ] ss
,ure you il gives me pleasnrsble surprise
10 6nd among the X grade boys OF the
Wallace High School q marked exception
10 this condition. Nearly every boy 10
he grade has done himself credit - some,
II course, more than others, and one
especially more than oil the others. The
boy referred to, who has splendidly con
Iuered 10 the contest, ALI eyes were i'm |
turned to Bennie then to Dick |
lis BJnnie Norcross. Will the young
nan. who did not fail 10 a single word.
please come forwsrdp
Beunie arose pale but resolute, and
walked out 10 the desk before which DR..
Jousnt was Standing.
Will you please tell me, sir. who stands
Iecond 10 the contestp asked Benuie, as
he doctor took the parcel from the desk.
Ceit,inly, my boy. L,t me see: Ips
Dick Atkins.
Then, said Bennie, 10 him belongs the
,riz. And turning be faced the school,
md n'essed the whole story OF The lost
PAPER.
As he ceased speaking, not breath
vas heard in the large assembly room.
Hastily wiping bic eyes DR. Consnt 81
,.bced sDd gently placing his band on
Bent les shoulder. said tenderli: My
BOY, the skates OF conrse belong TO Dick
/ kiDt; but. as l said before. / repeat. and
Nth The hearty approval Of every boy 10
he Xgrsde, I'm certsin you have splen
Idly oonquefed
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