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THE BOYS' VENGEANCE SATISFIED. |
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she grabbed his wig with her desperate claws, clung to it and was snatched up into the garret in an instant with her trophy still in her possession ! And how the light did blaze abroad from the master's bald pate—for the sign-painter's boy had gilded it!
That broke up the meeting. The boys were avenged. Vacation had come.
Note.—The pretended " compositions " quoted in this chapter are taken without alteration from a volume entitled "Prose and Poetry, by a Western Lady"—but they are exactly and precisely after the school-girl pattern and hence are much happier than any mere imitations could be. |
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