The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1921-01-07

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head nothing would stick. or job Rud-
kin, whose scandallzed mother demand
ed on the occasion of a visit from
Madam Brown: Job, Job. where's thy
capf-
what Beanie on ma head.
motherT" replied Job. slowly extricat-
ing one hand from a pocket and feel
ing for the article in question: which
he found on his head and left there,
TO his mothers horror and Toms great
delight.
Rugby was a new world for Tom.
He was a sturdy, and combatiye urchin,
able to fend for himself on his own
heath; yet Ii was a great boon for
him that he fell into the hands of
boy of his own age. but a bit ahead
of him at Rugby. The first sight he
encountered on his arrival was lord
ly crowd of youngsters who looked
quite as if they owned the place. One
of these young heroes ran out from |
the rest and accosted Tom. 81 say, you |
fellow. is your name BrownT
"Yes," said Tom, In considerable as |
constituent glad, however, to have |
Z lighted on some one already who |
seemed to know him.
"Ah, l thought so; you know my
aunt, Miss East; she lives somewhere
down your way in Berkshire. She
, wrote to me that you were coming to-
= day, and asked me to give you lift.
You see." said his friend, as they
strolled up toward the school gates,
r "a great deal depends on how a fellow
8 cuts up at first. If he's got nothing
odd about him, and answers straight
. forward and holds his head up he gets
4. on. You see Tn doing the handsome
h thing by you, because my father knows
: yours; besides, I want to please the
4 old lady. She gave me half SOW
y, this half, and perhaps'll double it next
u if keep in her good books"
r Thus began a friendship which last
ID ed through all their school days and
Il, meant much to both of them. Friend
N ship and loyalty and good sportsman
ri ship are great features in this book,
10 which shows an insight into the brain
:" and heart of boy which is just as
as wise In the year of our Lord 1920 as
uI it was in the days Of William Nv.
en- Tom and East were together in
he games, in mischief, in fights, in
good deeds, or in deviltry, as they
were in ingenious syndicating meth.
rs DDS Of working out the mysteries OF
in the Greek and Latin languages. And
N years later, when the wise Doctor
ng Arnold of Rugby decided that Ton
at, was headed toward destruction, it was
nd by means of friendship for a weaker
ar boy who needed his protection that ht
ur rescued him. What was the marvel o
lg, the doctors power over boys? wv
couldn't enter into half that we heard
he we hadn't the knowledge of our owl
De- hearts or the knowledge Of one an
he other and little enough Of the faith
hope and love needed to that end. Blu
,rs we listened, as all boys in their bel
ter moods will listen (aye and mer
re- too, for the matter Of that), to
Dot man whom they felt to be, with a
ex- his heart and soul and strength, stri,
re, ing against whatever was mean an
I'll unmanly and unrighteous in our littl
sir, world. 1t was not the cold, clea
voice of one giving advice and war;
ne.' ing from serene heights to those VIII
oes were struggling and SHINING below
box but the warm, living voice Of one WI
lille was fighting for us and by our side
his and calling us to help him and GU
ers selves and one another. And S
nge YEARLY and little by little, was broug
lly- home to the young boy, for the fir
'om time, the meaning of his life: that
was no fools or sluggard's paradi
his into which he had wandered by chanC
lam but battle field ordained from
nire old, where there are no spectators, b
as the youngest must take his side, al
hall the stakes are life and death. And
to who reused this consciousness in the
Yell, showed them at the same time,
at every word he spoke, and by his who
l daily life, how that battle was to
par fought; and stood before them tn,
loes fellow-sodier and the captain of thu
hool guard The true sort of captain, t.
nted for boys army, one who had no m
ave, givings and gave no uncertain VIC
and of command, and, let who would VII
hats or make truce, would fight the fiji
the out ESQ every boy felt to the last ga
to and the last drop Of blood"
re- And so Tom lived his life from
own first green days to the last memora
into night, when he was "chaired" rou
bear the quadrangle by the eleven, sho
ou- ing in chorus: "For he's jolly, g
you fellow" himself as great boy as
lools the rest, despite the passage of
'oull years and his dignity Of captain.
uard Is a story of humanness, with all
foul good points and its frailties, but es
tell cially of loyalty and of friendship
cart, games, so much like our own In spi
you and yet SO different in details; of E
sis and Arthur, Of the brutalities of
AIMED old tagging system, the school b
and Toms classic fight with him,
ct to the final war Of independence agai
ed to what was mean and sordid.