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But what curtain could hold up against the continued pressure of three stout boys? There was nothing that such a curtain could do but come down; and this it did, the three boys sprawling at the base of the stem of the Last Rose of Summer in other words, at Wort's feet! Wort, in turn, was ignominiously night-capped by the sheet, for it completely covered him.
Wort found a rope, made one end fast to the rail, and then, throwing the other end down to Simes, safely lowered himself into the stern of the light-keeper's boat. In fifteen minutes more Wort was at home, to the surprise and joy of his parents. The club boys heard about Wort's experience, and had a word to say concerning it. "I say, Wort," asked Charlie, "how do you like going to sea?"
"Take this while you are thinking," said Will, pressing into Wort's hands an extra large piece of rose-pipe. As he took it, Wort growled, "Sid began it." "But will you end it if Sid is willing to make up? You wont hold out?" "N n o." "There is Sid!" said Charlie. "Where?" "Going along the lane, that boy with a blue cap on."
"No, but I have put a stop to his depredations. I strongly suspect that pet subject of Miss Wort's that hulking, idle son of Widow Burt. I am sorry for her, but he is no good. You know I wrote to the inspector of police at Hampton. Did I not tell you? No!
Skipper Wentworth thought it would be pleasant to have Wort's company the first voyage, which would terminate the latter part of the year. Mrs. Wentworth had every thing in readiness for her boy's comfort by the time the vessel sailed. "What is her name?" he asked his father. He only replied, "I want to surprise the club you belong to."
Carnegie said that Miss Wort's queer suggestion was capable of development, and there was too much sending of poor and young people to prison for light offences offences of ignorance often, for which a reprimand and compensation would be enough. Bessie had never seen him more saddened. Their next and last visit was to Littlemire. Mr. Moxon was in his garden, working without his coat.
There were checkerberry-pipe and licorice-pipe and sassafras-pipe, and how Wort's eyes did glisten and his mouth water as he imagined the different kinds there! Will did not forget, to Charlie's joy, that another boy present had also several sweet teeth. Having sweetened up Wort's disposition, Will said, "You and Charlie will now do me a favor, won't you?"
The punishment was moodily received, and the governor went back to the closet. Charlie and Wort were soon consigned to the same spot for disobedience. Pip was noisily moving about. "Say," whispered Sid, "Be good, and take your seat properly." "Take your seat properly!" he then roared. "Pip, you may read about the 'Caravan, on the fifth page. Take Wort's book." "Jutht thee " began Pip.
He would have felt himself culpable if he had not delivered an emphatic protest against Miss Wort's experiments. Mrs. Christie had come trembling to the gate a pretty-featured woman, but sallow as old parchment and the doctor addressed his expostulations to her. Many defeats had convinced him of the futility of appealing to Miss Wort. "If you had not the digestion of an ostrich, Mrs.
He opened his eyes, and said, "This won't do; I mustn't go to sleep," But the wind continued to hum its drowsy tune as if saying, "Go to sleep, go to sleep, tired boy, tired boy; there, there!" Wort's head rose and fell several times, and each time he made a remonstrance.
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