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"These are the symbols of the late lamented Middler class. How appropriate! The white represents the conditions of the examination sheets they habitually handed in not a line, not a letter. Blank, quite blank. It is the opinion of the faculty that this also represented the condition of their brains. I do not fully agree with this.
Middler " began Janice. "Mr. Middler is only one of five. He has no power now in the committee, for the other four are against him. Cross Moore and Massey and Crawford and Joe Pellet mean to put it on me if they can. I think they have already had legal advice.
Slowly the more pessimistic of the townspeople began to show interest in the reading-room. Mr. Middler openly expressed his approval of the institution. Mr. Massey, the druggist, reported that the boys behaved themselves "beyond belief!" At length, even old Elder Concannon appeared unexpectedly in the reading-room one night to see what was going on.
When to-morrow night came ! Mary smiled at the thought. To-morrow night would find every Middler followed by a Senior. The week had begun with the excitement usually attendant upon commencement. Relatives and friends began to appear on Monday. The continuous flow of guests taxed to the limit the accommodations of the Hall. Bedrooms were doing double duty. Meals were taken in relays.
Middler "flocked by himself." He had little to do with the other four members of the school committee. "And when it comes 'lection," said Walky, dogmatically, "there's a hull lot on us will have jest abeout as much to do with Cross Moore and Massey and old Crawford and Joe Pellett, as Mr. Middler does. Jefers-pelters!
The first six carried between them a long narrow box, over which the Middler class colors, green and white, had been draped, and on which rested a stiff wreath of white artificial flowers tied with streamers of vivid green. Advancing to the front, the six bearers deposited their burden before the rostrum, then took their places with the other robed figures upon the front seats.
Every Senior and Middler is pledged to conduct examinations as they were conducted this morning, and we are heartily glad." "So say we all of us," was the cordial response. They had come to the hall leading to the girls' dormitory. So far and no farther could Dr. Kitchell walk with Miss Hobart. Elizabeth hurried to her room. Loud tones came from her apartment.
"Why, you know, there are the boys. Boys like Marty my cousin. He goes to school now, it's true; but he's down town just as much as ever at night. And there's no good place for the boys to go to congregate, I mean." "Humph! I thought once of opening the church basement to them," murmured Mr. Middler. "But but there was opposition.
Azzie struck up an accompaniment, while the whole class of Seniors came out strong on the refrain. With this, the Seniors arose. Six again took possession of the long box. The procession filed slowly from the room, while Azzie played a dirge. The Middlers and Freshmen followed after them, and the laughing and chattering began again. Every one was humming "The Middler class is dead."
Hopewell is rather better than the ordinary run of men, I allow." Uncle Jason chuckled. "It never struck me," he said, "that Hopewell was one o' the carousin' kind. I'd about as soon expec' Mr. Middler to cut up sech didoes as Hope Drugg." Mrs. Scattergood flushed and her eyes snapped. If she was birdlike, she could peck like a bird, and her bill was sharp.
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