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stayed away from school that hot day, and “went swimming”. The master wrote a note to William’s father, and gave it to William’s brother Joe to carry home.

“You’ll give that to your father to-night, Joseph.”

“Yes, sir.”

Bill waited for Joe near the gap, and walked home with him.

“I s’pose you’ve got a note for father.”

“Yes,” said Joe.

“I s’pose you know what’s in it?”

“Ye—yes. Oh, why did you stop away, Bill?”

“You don’t mean to say that you’re dirty mean enough to give it to father? Hey?”

“I must, Will. I promised the master.”

“He needn’t never know.”

“Oh, yes, he will. He’s coming over to our place on Saturday, and he’s sure to ask me to-morrow.”

Pause.

“Look here, Joe!” said Bill, “I don’t want to get a hiding and go without supper to-night. I promised to go ‘possuming with Johnny Nowlett, and he’s going to give me a fire out of his gun. You can