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to-day's Short Story. f 1 —————— THE TUTOR. "*9ay, fellows, let a get rid of him. We tasa't stand that sort of a teacher," said Jack Darwin one day last April. He makes me »ck—always pareaahins, preadbing, pre settle him!" shouted three or fonr firom the outside of the grcmp. "Aye, aye," came the answers, and Taffy Douglas, the fat boy. with his slow move- derate, had just opened his mouth for an H Aye:" when he caught sigfat of the new tutor looking at the boys with a frown on his face, and so he transferred "the intended part of speech into another load ytvwn which made the new tutor jump. whereupon, all the boys giggled. Who is to be settled,' Thorn?" the tmfeor osked of the tall boy who stood nearest him. Thorn coloured op to the roots of his hair— he had a. very fair oomplexion and blushed easily, which led to his being called Rosie," by the others—and stammered: I forg-I don't—didn't hear, Mr. Why- land." "Perhiaipe you didn't hear the bell ring for you to go back to your class either. What M H, Blake?" demanded the young man, turn- ing to Teddy. "Wha.t. Mr. Whyland? asked Teddy inno- JBeatly. Who were you going to settle all J came in?" 011, that's only a little way we Lave of speaking about those Latin translations, sir." The tutor looked as though he did not believe Teddy's explanation, but he fflid noth- ing more about it. Mr. Whyland was the new assistant a.t the academy. He had been there only a week, bur. in that time had managed with bis extra rules and hard punishments to make all the boys his enemies; he did -not seem to get along with them somehow. Perhaps boarding school boys are hard to get along with. Dr. Arnold, president of the school, had engaged this young man to fill a vacancy on his staff of teistructors, not because he knew him person- ally, bat because he had taken high honours At graduation, and. too, his mother wae an old friend of the doctor's. "He is a very nice fellow with the men," the doctor had told his wife. "but he forgets, he ever was a ooy. I'll have a little talk with him. He punishes too often, and the boys can't get his big-worded explanations through their beads." But Dr. Arnold postponed his little >alk too long, for the boyS" settled" their tutor first. That afternoon the third form boys did not make as much noise as usual, amd that dear old lady, Mother Arnold, as she was affec- tionately called, scanted mischtef as she looked from her window out on the play- ground. The boys were grouped together, talking and gesticulating violently, and Mother Arnold thought she ought to tell the doctor about it. but he was out, and by the time hie came in everything was quiet again. What transpired on the "œ.mpus" I'll tell iyou just as it was said. Let's boycott him," suggested Teddy, who hadn't a very well-defined idea of what boy- cotting was. "Oh, shut up!" growled Ned Turner, a thick-set fellow, with less than his share of brains. "The only way to fix him is to fight. Take him when he isn't prepared, and two or three of us big fellows will lay him out." "That's cowardly," said Frank Snow. Nobody but Turner would think of doingj 8Uch-" "Take that back!" shouted Ned, "or I'll j show you who's a cow-" But Frank didn't because just then Harry Boot, the clah.3 beauty, shouted "Hurrah!' at the top of his voice, and every one rushed over to where he and Taffy were seated on the fence to see what was the matter. These two boys had been separated from the other boys for quite a while. and as Taffy announced:— [ "The Beauty has struck it, fellows We'll force old Why to resign, and I'm going to do the biggest part of it. "What?" "How?" "When?" were the questions then asked. Be quiet, and I'll tell you," said Harry. We'll make life disagreeable for him, and make him give up teaching us. Don't any of you boys study your lessons to-night, and to- i morrow make all the noise you can in class, and at evening aesaion Taffy will do some- thing to astonish you." What?" cried Ted. Wait and see," drawled Taffy. Only ttave your rubber erasers and lots of paper balls on hand to use." That night was very long to the expectant boys, but they were so quiet during evening session that the tutor thought he had com- menced to have some control over his charges. But the morning dispelled the illu- sions he had on this score. Not one in the third form knew his lessons, and, what wtas worse, they all owned they hadn't studied a bit. After supper that day, when the gong sounded for all pupils to retire to their respective class-rooms, there was a, half-sup- pressed excitement among the third form boys. For all Mr. Wyiand's commands, no arte thought of studying. At last the tutor lost patience. I shall have to refer this matter to the doctor," he begun. Do," said Prank, whose desk was on the, opposite side of the room from, Taffy. Now wa& Taffy's chanoe. He cautiously; mounted his desk, his cheeks bulged out with wind, looking like a full moon. The boys commenced to cheer, and Mr. Whyland turned in time to see Taffy standing1 on tip- toe on the dk. witih hiB mouth d>irly over s. gas burner. That was all he saw, however, for just then Taffy's mouth opened, and a grnst of wind from it swept down the gas burner. Immediately all was darkness, not only in that room. but in the whole building. Then what an uproar there was! Rubbers and books commenced to fly in the direction of the ttator. Then someone fired an ;nk- etand toward the blackboard. It did not reach its destination. Just then the door opened, and Dr. and Mrs. Arnold, with several of he teachers and older boys. appeared with lights and matches to stop tlhe gas that was escaping from every flameless burner. Silence!" roared the old man. arrd every- one fell into the seat nearest to him. What does this mean, Mr. Whyland?" But Mr. Whyland didn't answer. He was lying on the floor. The doctor hurried to him, but found him insensible. There was a deep wound in his lead, from which the blood flowed freely. You could have heard a pin drop any time during the next fifteen minutes, the silence was so deep after Mr. Whyland had been carried to his room. Finally. Mrs. Arno'd returned. She looked worried, and the sight of her face made the calprits feel very un- comfortable. "Boys," she said, what does it all mean? Do you know what yon have done? The doctor Mr. Whyhnd will not recover from the Mow g?ven to him by fha? inkstand. I do not ask who threw it, but do you realise what has been done?" Mother Arnold," said Harry, breaking the silence, it's my fault. I pugge,?ted putting the gas out. I'll take the blame." Brit I did it," said Taffy. two great tears rolling down his cheeks, "and I suggested erasers and sp>itbalLs. I threw three rubbers and a book," owned JaeTc. .tod I some beans." said another. "Will fce die. Mother Arnold?" It is a prions injury," said Mrs. Arnold. "But we wi'll hope for the best. For the present pirnr'sfoment you will be closely ocn- ftned to the house for a week, and the doctor will see you later." We don't mind that," paid Harry, choking over his words, "if cnly he doesn't die." There was very little sleeping done that night at the academy, especially by the third form boys. Only one or two had gone so far as to prepare for bed. The others stood around im awed and silent groups. After the consultation the doctors pro- Botmoed Mr. Whyland to be suffering from a severe attack of brain fever. Never were boys so frightened at what they had done or so repentant. Mr. Whyland's mother was telegraphed for, and late in the afternoon she arrived, accompanied by Beaeie, one of her daughters. Of his five sisters Bessie was her brother's favourite, and the boys didn't warder, for a lovelier young Lady they never had seen.. As soon as she arrived the whole school fell in love with her, and would do anything that she wished. The third form boys naturally felt a trifle shy after what they had done, but sba made friends with, one and aU. Lessons were quite neglected in the week < that followed, and the boys were quiet as mice. Harry and Taffy made their confes- sion to the young tutor's motoor. OOt whe-re thr-y expected to be blamed they were for- given. After tedious waiting Mr. Whyland began to recover. He would not let Dr. Arnold XJ)e1 the boys; said he himself was at fault to make enemies and not Mends of the boys. The boys were untiring in their efforts to run errands and do everything for him- One day, when her son was nearly well, Mrs. Whyland went to the third form claes- lYXjm with Mrs. Arnold, a.nd made a. little speech to the boys. I want to tell you, boys," said &00. how Richard, my only son, was brought up. His fasther was a naval officer, and was away part of every year before he died, and so left me to the boy. Richard never went to .8ChOQ). as you boys do. but I taoght him at tee with, has five sisters. He associated only rwifch women until he jwen/6 to college, so you toon minify we why he gkjknt know how to (w iwgu ar+emeb toga. he recovers he is going to know you better, a.nd is sure be will like you, and be ahie to make you understand. His physician allows him. to go out for the first time to-morrow, and he wants to see you." Then the boys understood. No wonder poor Mr. Whyland did not know how to man- age them. He had been brought up with his sisters, whom, if they were all like Bessie, must be very nice indeed, and he had been supporting them by teaching. The next day was a holiday in honour of the young tutor's recovery. Toward noon he appeared on the steps lead- ing to the playground, supported by his mother and Bessie. He was greet-ed with shoUlts of applause, and the third form ooYJ had humbly begged his forgiveness. He made a little speech, saying that he trusted he should manage them better in the future, and he hoped they would always be the best of friends And now, boys," he added, with twink- ling eyes, I have learned something new about gas, and since I have recovered I am glad that. you did 'settle' me." Three cheers for Professor Whyland and Miss Bessie!" cried Harry, and the hurrahs I could be heard for miles.

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