The Concordia sentinel. (Vidalia, Concordia Parish, La.) 1882-current, 1921-01-08

&C HUST as Tom was Swallowing HI,
last mouthful (three o'clock IN
the morning., winding his com.
rorter round his throat, and tuckinp
the ends into the breast of his coat
the norm sounds. Boots looks In and
says: Tally-ho, sir and they hear
the ring and the rattle of the four
fast trotters and the town-made drao
as 1t dashes up to the Peacock.
Anything for us, BobT SAYS the
Duriy guard, dropping down from be-
hind and Shaping himself across the
chest.
Young genl'm'n, Rugby answers
a hostler.
"Tell young gent to look alive
says the guard, opening the hind-boot
and shooting the parcels in after ex-
amining them by the lamps. Here.
shove the portmanteau ND a-top-Pu
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, tOot foot the hostlers
let go their heads, the four bays plunge
at the collar, and away goes the tally.
no into the darkness, % 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; "Shan
L tel him to mind his work and 70
make himself good scholar? Well.
Dut he isn't sent to school for that
at any rate not for that mainly. I
don't care a straw for Greek par
ucles, or the digamma, no more does
MS mother. What is he sent to school
TORT Well, partly because he wanted
10 go. If he'll only turn out a brave.
nelpful, truth-telling Englishman. and ,
gentleman, and a Christian, that's {
all I want" Upon this view of the :
case ne framed his last words to 8
Tom. "And now, Tom, my boy, re-
member you are going at your own Z
request, to be chucked into r
MS great school, like a young bear =
With all your troubles before you q
earlier than we should have sent You =
'erhaps." CTom was nine.) 'If schools \
Ire what they were In my time your y
zee great many cruel BLACKBOARD I,
hings done, and hear a deal of foul .
ad talk. But never fear. You tex q
ne truth, keep a brave and kind heart. o
nd never listen. or say anything you 3,
'ouldnt have your mother and SIS q,
er hear, and you'll never feel ashamed II
come home, or we to see you" a,
Toms father was great asset 10 n
he boy. For though he belonged to w
hat is called the upper middle class,
he opinion which the squire loved to r.
above all others was the 70
elief that man is to be valued wholly or
n that which he is in himself, for m
lat which stands up In the four On
sshly walls of him, apart from clothes, IN
INK, fortune. and all externals what
ever. He neld further that It didn't -
after straw whether his son assO- I
ated with lords sons or plowmen's c
ms. provided they were brave and r
NEST So Tom had merry and right :
time with the boys of
e village, and learned much that
bod him in good stead when he got TO
Igby, among other things to value :
IN or boy wholly for what was in or,
N, whether it was Harry Windburn,
quickest and best boy in the par :
!, who taught him the turns and fee
Ids which later carried him through Il