The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1915-09-30
CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEK

/ tCONllNOE Ell rhOM LAST w EEh
"MeY What number do l go TOT
said the stranger contemptuously. Il
don't 80 to no number In vacation"
Il mean when 1t amt"
Third" returned the fat faced boy.
Il got 'em all scared in that school,"
What OFF," innocently asked Pen.
rod. to whom 1.-The third"-in distant
part Of town-was undiscovered coun
| try.
What Of? guess you'd soon see
what Of If you ever was in that school
about one day. You'd be lucky if you
got out alive!"
Are the teachers mean?"
| The other boy frowned with bitter
scorn. Teachers! Teachers don't or
der me around, can tell you. They're
mighty careful how they try to run
over Rupe Collins"
who's Rupe CollinsY'
| "Who is he?" echoed the fat faced
boy incredulously. Say. amt you got
any sense?'
| "What?"
Say. wouldn't you be just as happ,
If you had some senseT'
"Ye-es." Periods answer. like the
look he lifted to the impressive strang
er. was meek and placative ''Rupe
| Collins is the principal at your school
| guess"
The other yelled with jeering laugh
ter and Knocked Periods manner and
voice. "'Rupe Collins is the principal
ut your school, | guessr" He laughed
harshly again. then suddenly showed
turbulence Say, 'bo. whyn't you learn
enough to 60 In the house when It
rains? What's the matter Of you, any
how?'
WELL" urged Penrod timidly. mo
body ever told me who Rupe Collins
is. got a right to think he's the
principal, haven't lT'
The fat faced boy shook his head
disgustedly. Honest, you make mt
sickr'
! Penrod's expression became one Of
despair. well, who Is hep he cried.
".Who is heT" Knocked the other
with a scorn that withered. "'Who /,
hep Mer'
"Ohw .Penrod was Inundated but
/ relieved. He felt that he had proved
himself criminally ignorant, yet peri
seemed to have passed "Rupe Collins
is your name. then, | guess. ! KIND
of thought 1t was all the time"
The fat faced boy still appeared EN-
FILTERED, burlesquing this speech In
hateful falsettu. "'Rupe Collins Is your
name. then, guessv oh. you kind
of thought II was all the time. did
you?" Suddenly concentrating his
brow into a histrionic scowl he thrust
his face within an inch OF Penrous
Yes. sonny. Rupe Collins Is my name
and you better look out what you say
when he's around or you'll get IL
big troubled You understand tha'
bop
Peprod was cowed. but fascinated
He felt that there was something dan
gerous and dashing about this new
conner.
YES" he said. feebly drawing back
MY names Penrod Schoheld'
.Tben | reckon your father ano
mother amt got good sense" said Mr.
Collins promptly, this also being Tor
mula.
"whyg"
.'Cause Il they had they'd OF give
you good Manner And the agreea DIG
youth instantly rewarded himself To-
the wit with another yell OF raspini
laughter, after which he pointed SUD
denly at Penrods right hand
"Wbere'd you get that wart on you
fincer?" he demanded severely.
(which finger?" asked the mystiheo
Penrod, extending his hand
THE middle one.
"Where7"
~Tberer exclaimed Rupe Collins
seizipg and vigorously twisting tn'
wortless finger naively offered Tor hi'
inspection.
"ouity shouted Penrod In agony
"QueeyutT
SAY your prayers" commanded
Rupe. and continued to twist the iuck