News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1905-03-01

arrival Of aid altered the aspect OF al
fairs very materially.
wire in," said Jack. whose expires
sions were generally more forcible than
elegant. At the same time he sent one
Of the ''skunks." as they called the
Oxford boys. rolling into ditch and
prepared to attack another. In few
minutes the opponents were beaten and
scattered One lay insensible In the
road. and the others few In all direc-
tons.
"Bravo!' cried one of the triumphant
side You can use your fists What
is your name?'
'Harknway."
I'm captain of the school and my
name is Collinson." replied the other.
You have rendered me service to-
day by coming up in the nick Of time,
and II you want friend you'll lind one
In me. | can fight as well AZ any one.
but those cowardly fellows always go
about IN patches, and two to one is not
fair"
' What are you going to do with this
oneT asked Jack. pointing to his fallen
foe.
you have settled him. That cut you
gave him under the ear did his bust
ness. Leave him where he is; he won't
hurt"
Cut his coattails off and paint him
black and blue" suggested Jack. 81
have just bought shilling box of wa
ter colors. Make palette of one OF
his hands. There is some water IL
that puddle"
by Joye, that bright idea" sale
Collinson. You're a genius"
First of ALL We'll have his tails.
That's the spoils of war"
And Jack very neatly cut off his
coattails near the waist. He wore a
cutaway coat, which was not improved
by the process. Jack speedily prepared
his colors and, laying on alternate
stripes of black and blue. made his vic.
tim present most remarkable appear
ance. He painted him black around
the neck and gave him blue ears On
his nose he put a great patch of red,
and he picked out his eyebrows with
white
will that do?" he asked. surveying
the inanimate body with the eye Of
pleased artist.
'Spifiing!' cried Colinson. who had
not been idle. He had written in pen
Gil on Il sheet of paper which he for
tunately had with him, This is how
gentlemen treat skunks when they
meet them out"
He pinned it on to what remained Of
the back OF his coat. Whether it was
the painting or the cool breeze we do
not know. but the boy began to re-
vive.
Lets hook itr cried Colinson
Hes coming to and will find his way
home"
So they ran away, Collinson and his
friend by himself, Jack and Harvey in
another direction,
Il must have wash somewhere"
exclaimed Jack. Zone of the skunks
tapped my claret. Does it show
muCh?"
Nothing to speak about. Don't both
err yourself" replied Harvey. Il want
to get into the town to see that fellow
come back. He doesn't know what's
happened to him. 1t will be such a
lark"
"All right" replied Jack.
How did you come to think of it?"
"Inspiration OF genius
What fellow you are" observed
Harvey, lost in admiration.
WYATT till | develop. I'll show you
some fun before I've been here long"
They were still in the lane, but they
soon got into the main road. Not lik-
ing the dirty thoroushfare, they got
through a gap in the hedge and walked
along the grass OF Il meadow.
DO you see that bird?' said Jack,
pointing to chatfinch in the hedge.
What's the odds don't pick him olf?'
Ten TO one" said Harvey.
"All right, I'll take you. Ten to one
| don't knock him off his perch"
He picked up a small round stone.
The sound of wheels was heard APP
preaching.
Look out" cried Harvey; there's a
carriage coming"
Bother the carriage. Don't you see
the field is higher than the road? |
shouldn't hit any one even if | missed
theAbird.'
He let fly, and the bird, perhaps
frightened by the noise of the approach
ing carriage, duttered its wings and
flew OF just as Jack hurled the missile
at it.
Missed, by Georger' he exclaimed in
a tone of disappointment.
At the same moment there was a cry
of pain and an angry exclamation. Both
were in woman's voice.
you've hit somebody" said Harvey
laughingly.
81 hope not. 1t might be serious,
Jack replied, feeling some alarm.
The. carriage wheels no longer sound |
ed The driver had pulled up.
TTo BE CONTINUED