A Great Emergency and Other Tales

. I cared more for his favour than for the goodwill

. I used to think no one ever looked so handsome as he did in his orange-coloured shirt, white flannel trousers, and the cap which Henrietta made him. He and I had spent all our savings on that new shirt, for Mother would not get him a

e orange flannel, and picked the old cap to pieces, and cut out a new one by it, and made it all herself, with a button, and a stiff

iked it. We had a bottle of lemon-kali powder on the ground, and I used to have to

I had had a great deal. And Bustard (who was always called Bustard-Plaster, because he was the doctor's son) said it

the opposite side to the town. I believe it was school

hed at the notion of building a bridge for boys, they must remember that the Boys of to-day were the Men of to-morrow (which we all thought a grand sentence, though MacDonald, a very accurate-minded fellow, said it would really be some years before most of us were grown up). Then Weston called us the Rising Generation, and showed that, in all probability, the Prime Minister, Lord Chancellor, and Primate of the years to come now played "all

. His greatest ambition was to get something of his own invention printed. Johnson said he believed it was because West

o poke in the hedges for beetles. He had a splendid collection of insects. Bustard used to say that he poked with his nose, as if he were an insect himself, and it was a probosci

got his new shirt and cap t

with his proboscis among the water-plants collecting larvae. Rupert was batting, and a new fellow, who bowled much more swiftly than we were accustomed to, had the ball. I was s

nd tried to stand; but whilst he was saying it was nothing, and scolding

on it," said Bustard-Plaster

off his cricketing-shoes, said, "It'll take an hour to get round. I'll go. Get him some water, and ke

e water for Rupert, and at last he opened his eyes. As I was getting the water I saw Weston, unmooring a bo

th the reflection that if I lost my presence of mind in the first real emergency that happened to me, my attendance at Rupert's lectures had been a mockery, and I must be the first fool and coward of my family. And if I failed in the emergency of a broken leg, how could I ever hope to conduct myself with credit over a cas

would not hear of my touching his leg. So they got him into the boat the best way they could, and Weston sat by him to hold him

he emergency has happened to somebody who has not been used