Judsonia weekly advance., 1921-01-06
kk EUST as Tom was swallowing his
last mouthful (three o'clock in

g EUST as Tom was swallowing his
last mouthful (three o'clock in
the morning., winding his COM
fOrter round his throat, and tucking
the ends into the breast of his coat,
the horn sounds. Boots looks in and
says: 'Tally-ho, SIR and they hear
the ring and the rattle of the four
as it dashes up to the Peacock.
Anything for us, Bob?' says the
burly guard, dropping down from be-
hind and slapping himself across the
chest.
"Young genlm'n, Rugby answers
a hostler.
"'rell young gent to look alive
says the guard, opening the hind-boot
and shooting the parcels in after ex-
aiming them by the lamps. Here,
shove the portmanteau up a-top-Tll
fasten him presently. Now, there, sir,
jump up behind
"'Good-by, father-my love at home
A last shake of the hand. Up goes
Tom, the guard catching his hat-box
and holding on with one hand while
with the other he claps the horn to his
mouth. loot, foot, foot! the hostlers
let go their heads, the four bays plunge
at the collar, and away goes the tally
no into the darkness, 45 seconds from
the time they had pulled up"
So Tom Brown started to begin his
school days at Rugby when William
~ sat upon the throne. Squire
Brown had meditated something as
follows the night before; "Shall
l tell him to mind his work and to
make himself a good scholar? Well,
but he isn't sent to school for that
at any rate not for that mainly. /
don't care a straw for Greek par
ticles, or the digamma, no more does
his mother. What Is he sent TO school
for? Well, partly because he wanted
to go. If he'll only turn out brave,
helpful, truth-telling Englishman, and
gentleman, and a Christian, that's
all l want Upon this view of the
case he framed his last words to
Tom. "And now, Tom, my boy, re-
member you are going at your own
earnest request, to be chucked into
this great school, like young bear
with all your troubles before you
earl ar than we should have sent you
peri APPS" (TOm was nine) IF schools
are what they were In my time you'll
see a great many cruel BLACKBOARD
thir gs done and hear a deal Of fou
bad talk. But never fear. You tel
the truth, keep brave and kind heart
and never listen, or say anything yot
wot ldn't have your mother and sis
ter near, and you'll never feel ashamed
to 9 ONE home, or we to see you"
Toms father was a great asset tt
| the boy For though he belonged II
VIII is called the upper middle class
| the opinion which the squire loved t.
prbI ound above all others was thu
/ be- ie { that man is to be valued who'll!
! fol- hat which he is in himself, fol
that which stands up in the foul
file ly walls of him, apart from clothes
rsns, fortune, and all externals what
| see yer. He held further that 1t dldn'
ma tier a straw whether his son assoc
ciited with lords sons or plowmeni
SOUS, provided they were brave ant
he nest. SO Tom had a merry and RICH
d. mocratic time with the boys OF
The village and learned much tina
Sizes him in good stead when he got t.
Bug y, among other things to valu
Dfb or boy wholly for what was il
! hGn whether It was Harry Windburr
tle quickest and best boy In the paI
ri, who taught him the turns an
hoo which later carried him throug