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Updated: June 9, 2025
Tak'a good breath noo Squeers be in jail the school's brokken oop it's a' ower past and gane think o' thot, and let it be a hearty 'un! Hurrah! Such a cheer arose as the walls of Dotheboys Hall had never echoed before, and were destined never to respond to again.
The school lost their match with the Carthusians the match which a good St. Amorian would rather win than any two others and it was plain that Dick, though a useful fellow, could not bottle up the forwards in the Actonian style. This defeat was the last straw to break the back of the school's patience.
The board school's new slide ran along the gutter a good way out into the grammar school street. It was the product of the joint work of many for a whole week, and fate willed that Nikolai, at the head of a string of comrades, should come full speed down it, hallooing and shouting, just as Ludvig Veyergang and a few others came round the corner.
With some pride I recall the fact that I "ironed" the first farm-wagons, the first two-seated spring-wagon, and the first buggy made at Tuskegee. I also "piped" the school's first bathroom for girls. Later he stated the nature of the work he wanted me to do. I accepted the offer he made me. I was asked to teach in the night-school and instruct in the blacksmith-shop one-half of each week-day.
"Here come the school's heroes -the fellows who keep Gridley's High School banner flying in the breeze," she laughed pleasantly. Both Dodge and Bayliss started to answer, then closed their lips. "Won't you please excuse us, boys?" begged Laura, in her usual pleasant voice. "Here are Dick and Dave, and Belle and I wish to speak with them."
Twice in one winter she had hopped upon a passing street car and rolled away in triumph from her meek and horrified companions and their outraged duenna. She encouraged by means the subtlest, the attentions of a strange young gentleman who followed the school's peregrinations afar off.
She sat in limp revery with that faint shade on her face which her son believed meant patience. He and the president moved a reverent step aside. "I hear," said Gamble, in a business undertone, "that your school's a success." "Not financially," replied John, gazing into the forward coach. "Mr. March, why don't you colonize your lands? You can do it, now the railroad's here."
The large tears began to soften the fire of Eric's eye, "Ah!" he said, "it's all of no use; you're all giving me the cold shoulder, and I'm going to the bad, that's the long and short of it." "Oh, Eric! for your own sake, for your parents' sake, for the school's sake, for all your real friends' sake, don't talk in that bitter hopeless way.
Do you know of Henry Waterman & Company down in Second Street?" "I've seen their place." "Well, they tell me they might make a place for you as a bookkeeper. They're brokers in a way grain and commission men. You say you want to get in that line. When school's out, you go down and see Mr. Waterman tell him I sent you, and he'll make a place for you, I think. Let me know how you come out."
They were inseparable. All were manly young fellows. When they entered Gridley High School, and caught the fine High School spirit prevailing there, they made the honor of the school even more important than their own companionship. In the first year at High School the boys, being mere freshmen, could not expect to enter any of the school's athletic teams.
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