Ward Hill the Senior

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position of the ball ground had made the boys who were tormenting Little Pond almost reckless, so sec

bye! That's a good little boy. We'l

and Ward could see that he was holding the handle of the carriage and was prep

ddenly, as he caught sight of the approaching f

s, while Tim himself looked about him in surprise, as if he were

on the tormentor of Little Pond with such force that he was sent headlong a

y all the assembled mischief-makers together; but the cry of Little Pond had banished all other thoughts from his mind

mpanions had disappeared, and in a moment no one was left upon the scene except Ward and the lad, who st

those who were approaching, or they had thought some of the teachers were making a descent upo

alone. He waited a moment to see if any would return, his blood boiling, and the feeling of anger in his h

back he turned to young Pond, and as he unbound t

g of this? How cam

were about they were rushing me down here upon the ball ground. One of them tied his handkerchief over my mouth, but I tore

you h

the carriage so that my head and shoulders hung over the back, and every tim

have you b

een days, but I don't suppose it was more th

w who the f

es

were

ny good; and besides, I may be mistaken, you kno

rather think he'll not forget his tumble very soon, either. But come on now, it's time we were in

the recognition was mutual, and Ward instantly realized that his own troubles were likely to be multiplied by that fact. However, he said nothing to his companion

too!" he added as he saw who Ward's companion was. "That's too bad, Hill, that's too bad. You ought not to get the little fellows

ield his companion, but as Mr. Blake talked on, he resolutely shut his lips together and wi

ed rebuke in his glance. Repressing the feeling of anger which at first arose, he soon expl

roken the little fellow's back. It was Ti

aid Ward

. "Probably he'll turn his attention to you

re this time he might have been one of the very boys to be foremost in such a scrape, and call it good fun. Now, however, it seemed to him like a very cowardly act. He had felt a very strong personal liking for the elder Pond, and the letters he had received from him, as well as the appeal of the little fellow himself, had worked strongly upon his own heart. Besides all tha

d before the evening passed that he would "see the little fellow through," which was the way in which he expresse

as hardly prepared for the conseque

m there, which evidently had been written by some boy, for th

ope and then read the enclosed

OL, Septemb

D HILL

our word any better in this case than you do in others. We want to warn you though, that your best plan is to leave the school at once. Don't delay, for delays are dangerous. Your life will not be safe. You w

MIT

in the doorway and regarding him with ill-concealed hatred. Ward laughed aloud as he saw

me. As for you and the 'Tangs,' you know I don't care that for them," and he snapped his fingers derisively as he spoke. "You know as well as I do that I had made up my m

st inclination to give the letter to the principal, and he knew that Tim Pickard was aware of that fact too; but Tim inst

ety lay in cutting loose from them, but just how it was to be done he had not been able to decide. It had been a topic of conversation t

could do would be a series of petty annoyances, and in the p

y him seriously he had no fear. He had all those lessons yet to learn, along with some others tha

nor was it clearly apparent in his manner, and yet there was an indefinable something about him that led Ward to think that a change of some kind had come. For the first time Ward's heart misg

the work of the class. His own lesson had been thoroughly prepared and when he took

d was a trifle disappointed, as he felt that such work as he was doing was entitled to a little more recognition than he had

oon the nine prac

lied Jack

ass out to Dr. Gray's recitation room, he several times perceive

rry--and if one might judge from his manner the conversation was highly interesting. With a heavy heart Ward entered the room, and as soon as the recitation was ended departed alone for his room in West Hall. Once there, he seated himself and in a kind of dull misery began to think over his situation. The fellows were "cutting"

was eager to do, at least for the present. Soon he would forfeit the good opinion of Mr. Crane and Dr. Gray, and his steps

when he had entered the school and it had done him good, or at least so Ward thought. Little Pond would

ealize it, but the greatest pain in his own heart wa

the dividing of the ways. He had been traveling along a road thus far which, while uneven, had been for the

tin board, and while no personal invitation had been given him to come, Ward decided to go. He must learn the exact condition

nd started for the place, from which as he approached he could h