The Girls of Central High

and Bobby Hargrew's trouble. All sorts of rumors sped from lip to lip regarding Bobby's fate. They had her dismissed, or suspended, a

was not known to change it for any light reason. The girls liked him very much indeed; but of course there were times when the principal, as wel

p to the harum-scarum Hargrew girl as a leader in mischief-angrily upheld the culprit's side of the controversy, and dec

g before a notary public and "swearing" to the truth of the statement. That was Mr. Sharp's own statement. So, why make a divergence fro

n, too. Some of Hester's classmates were for ostracizing her entirely-"sending her to

nd the lavish way in which Hester entertained those girls whom she wished to favor. Money will always bring a ce

, Lance Darby, were sitting on the Bel

imes girl," drawled Chet, reflectively

h a superior air. "If one of you gets into troub

saw Bobby walking home from sc

id Lance, importantly, "there'd b

o you always stand by one another when one gets into trouble? How ab

into loud laughter. L

s now. And I believ

the height of fashion, with brightly polished shoes and

?" called Laura, as this

hand was really on the gate before he saw the two boy

Laura," he said, in a high, "lady-like" voice. "Tha

walks?" ch

to sit down, Laura," said her

he mantelpiece, I unde

k. His mother sent a note to Di

too, now. "I heard that he had some unfortunate acciden

with laughter again,

-the new steam shovel, you know; and Pretty Sweet was along. However he came to wa

used to be deposited, one of the boys-Sh

," said his c

it-if it meant misch

w something shining on the ground and pointed it out. It

e. I didn't kn

know, Pretty is just as stingy as he can be-a regular miser despite all his fine clothes. I expect he believed that shiny

t? What happene

wn, somebody saw smoke spurting out behind Pretty Sweet as though he wa

es!" interposed Lance be

e got his voice again. "And he was burned some-so he said. He declare

into flames again, so to speak, and if it hadn't been that he was right near the fire station, I gue

derstand!" crie

tell you. For this time the tails of his coat were burned off, as well as a portion of his nether garments. Why, he wasn't fit to be seen!" r

e? What did you boys d

e told Professor Dimp, on Monday, when he inquired about the absence of S

what it was?

ically, and when united with oxygen, even at an ordinary temperature, emits a faint glow as if it were gold. It got

adventure of the school exquisite. No other boy of thei

imes's party last winter, don't you?" said Je

re his tall hat, you

es

again after one wearing," said Lance. "

he party. Bobby is cute, now I tell you," Jess giggled. "She measured his height with the hat on his head and then went out to the gate and hun

ome. The bag was on his side of the pa

is new hat smash

eme," chuc

f any taller person had been coming in, or going out, rapidly,

," growled her brother. "But y

hed Lance. "But the question

t!" declared

ttle firebug," said Chet. "Did you hear about

"What was it? N

repeat the story of the burning-glass, and how Laura h

smart idea," declared

e greatest eve

in Mr. Sharp's office than she had with starting

so," Lan

obby is stric

ove it," said Che

ared Laura, with heat. "Her say-so should

what?" asked Jess,

aura, suddenly becoming unco

" scoffed Chet, with brotherly s

arp's office. The principal chanced to be disengaged, and welcomed her kindly. Besides, Mr. Sharp, like the other teachers, was fond of Lau

of my classmates is in trouble-serious tr

nodded tho

nt on Laura. "She is a good girl, if she is mischievous. S

I grant you, Miss Be

en she said she took the burning piece o

know?" he as

I mean, Clara-could not tell a lie. It is not in her to be false

pal, gravely. "Her careless course in school could not

s so, sir," admit

hey are harsh with her. She has made herself

done a really

"You must admit that, Miss Belding. They are here to instruct and h

bby has been guilty there. But s

school friend, Miss Belding?

ess as I am of my own, si

ents, tapping the edge of his desk th

reless act, has slipped in the path of truth for once. But, wait!" he added, holding up his hand. "You may be right; I may be wrong. I am willing, upon your representation,

will not suspend her

nothing until the end of the year. If the mystery is not explained before she finishes her sophomore

herself well in deportment, too. None of the after-hour athletics for her, Miss Bel

the proposed athletics. Part of the girls of Central High were very much interested in rowing. There was a good crew of eight in the s