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There was nothing for it but to hurry along, but the fact didn't improve his temper, which was already bad. To walk three-quarters of a mile in the expectation of getting a valuable registered parcel and then discover on opening it that it contained only two folded copies of a daily newspaper was enough to sour anyone's disposition! And that is what had happened to Dreer.

"I hope I don't intrude," he observed politely. "I'm afraid you do, a bit," responded Amy calmly. "They're two against one!" cried Dreer shrilly. "I didn't do a thing to them! He he knocked me down, and cut my face, and " "Easy, easy!" The stranger held up a hand. "I thought from what I saw that this gentleman was quite neutral. How about it?" He turned to Clint. "Yes, sir," answered the latter.

Amy was still absent and it was not until after supper that they met. Clint told Amy about Penny's violin without mentioning the latter's suspicion. Amy listened with darkening face and when Clint had ended said: "Dreer, eh? It's the sort of thing you'd expect from him. What's Penny going to do?" Clint explained about the scholarship and Amy nodded. "I see. I guess he's right.

Dreer stood not on the order of his going, but was over the wall almost before the instructor had finished speaking. Penny and Clint followed more leisurely, leaving Mr. Daley and Mr. Conklin in possession of the field of battle. They too, however, presently continued their interrupted walk. "What do you make of it, Jim?" asked Mr. Daley. Mr. Conklin smiled and shook his head.

"If that door was on this side I'd have broken it open long ago and done murder!" Clint laughed and inquired: "Who rooms on the other side?" "Schuman and Dreer." The contemptuous tone of his reply caused Clint to ask: "Anything wrong with them?" "Oh, Schuman's all right, I guess, but Dreer's a pill."

"You might have been put on probation Thayer, and that would have kept you off the football team." "Probation just for for that?" exclaimed the other incredulously. "Wouldn't be surprised," replied Penny. "Josh is rabid on the subject. Well, there's no use crying over spilled milk. And, anyhow, I'm glad I did it! Only I wish it had been Dreer instead of Beaufort!" "So do I," muttered Clint.

P. S. Please give the piece of poetry to John because he likes my poetry even when it is not very good. This piece is not very good but it is true but I hope you won't mind what is in it as you ran away. This house is dark and dull and dreer No light doth shine from far or near Its like the tomb. And those of us who live herein Are most as dead as serrafim Though not as good.

P. S. Please give the piece of poetry to John because he likes my poetry even when it is not very good. This piece is not very good but it is true but I hope you won't mind what is in it as you ran away. This house is dark and dull and dreer No light doth shine from far or near Its like the tomb. And those of us who live herein Are almost as dead as serrafim Though not as good.

I'd like to" Penny's voice trembled "to half kill him, but I won't!" "Then tell faculty, Durkin. Have him fired out of school. Do do something!" "No use telling faculty; I can't prove it on him. Besides, I don't like the idea of playing baby. And, anyway, nothing I could do to Dreer would give me my violin back the way it was. It it had a grand tone, Thayer! You've heard it!" "Yes."

"If you don't promise, I won't fight." "It's nothing to me," muttered Dreer, maintaining a safe position. "All right. Remember that. If I ever find you've spoken of it I'll half kill you, Dreer!" "I guess I'd have something to say about that," said Dreer, blustering weakly. Beaufort cut in impatiently. "Aw, stow the gab!" he said. He tossed his coat aside and skimmed his cap after it.