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boy's hair in the next bench； and was absorbed in his book when the boy turned around； stuck a pin in another boy； presently； in order to hear him say 〃Ouch！〃 and got a new reprimand from his teacher。 Tom's whole class were of a pattern restless； noisy； and troublesome。 When they came to recite their lessons； not one of them knew his verses perfectly； but had to be prompted all along。 However； they worried through； and each got his reward in small blue tickets； each with a passage of Scripture on it； each blue ticket was pay for two verses of the recitation。 Ten blue tickets equalled a red one； and could be exchanged for it； ten red tickets equalled a yellow one； for ten yellow tickets the superintendent gave a very plainly bound Bible （worth forty cents in those easy times） to the pupil。 How many of my readers would have the industry and application to memorize two thousand verses； even for a Dore Bible？ And yet Mary had acquired two Bibles in this way it was the patient work of two years and a boy of German parentage had won four or five。 He once recited three thousand verses without stopping； but the strain upon his mental faculties was too great； and he was little better than an idiot from that day forth a grievous misfortune for the school； for on great occasions； before company； the superintendent （as Tom expressed it） had always made this boy come out and 〃spread himself。〃 Only the older pupils managed to keep their tickets and stick to their tedious work long enough to get a Bible； and so the delivery of one of these prizes was a rare and noteworthy circumstance； the successful pupil was so great and conspicuous for that day that on the spot every scholar's heart was fired with a fresh ambition that often lasted a couple of weeks。 It is possible that Tom's mental stomach had never really hungered for one of those prizes； but unquestionably his entire being had for many a day longed for the glory and the eclat that came with it。
In due course the superintendent stood up in front of the pulpit； with a closed hymn…book in his hand and his forefinger inserted between its leaves； and commanded attention。 When a Sunday…school superintendent makes his customary little speech； a hymn…book in the hand is as necessary as is the inevitable sheet of music in the hand of a singer who stands forward on the platform and sings a solo at a concert though why； is a mystery： for neither the hymn…book nor the sheet of music is ever referred to by the sufferer。 This superintendent was a slim creature of thirty…five； with a sandy goatee and short sandy hair； he wore a stiff standing…collar whose upper edge almost reached his ears and whose sharp points curved forward abreast the corners of his mouth a fence that compelled a straight lookout ahead； and a turning of the whole body when a side view was required； his chin was propped on a spreading cravat which was as broad and as long as a bank…note； and had fringed ends； his boot toes were turned sharply up； in the fashion of the day； like sleigh…runners an effect patiently and laboriously produced by the young men by sitting with their toes pressed against a wall for hours together。 Mr。 Walters was very earnest of mien； and very sincere and honest at heart； and he held sacred things and places in such reverence； and so separated them from worldly matters； that unconsciously to himself his Sunday…school voice had acquired a peculiar intonation which was wholly absent on week…days。 He began after this fashion：
〃Now； children； I want you all to sit up just as straight and pretty as you can and give me all your attention for a minute or two。 There that is it。 That is the way good little boys and girls should do。 I see one little girl who is looking out of the window I am afraid she thinks I am out there somewhere perhaps up in one of the trees making a speech to the little birds。 ＇Applausive titter。＇ I want to tell you how good it makes me feel to see so many bright； clean little faces assembled in a place like this； learning to do right and be good。〃 And so forth and so on。 It is not necessary to set down the rest of the oration。 It was of a pattern which does not vary； and so it is familiar to us all。
The latter third of the speech was marred by the resumption of fights and other recreations among certain of the bad boys； and by fidgetings and whisperings that extended far and wide； washing even to the bases of isolated and incorruptible rocks like Sid and Mary。 But now every sound ceased suddenly； with the subsidence of Mr。 Walters' voice； and the conclusion of the speech was received with a burst of silent gratitude。
A good part of the whispering had been occasioned by an event which was more or less rare the entrance of visitors： lawyer Thatcher； accompanied by a very feeble and aged man； a fine； portly； middle…aged gentleman with iron…gray hair； and a dignified lady who was doubtless the latter's wife。 The lady was leading a child。 Tom had been restless and full of chafings and repinings； conscience…smitten； too he could not meet Amy Lawrence's eye； he could not brook her loving gaze。 But when he saw this small new…comer his soul was all ablaze with bliss in a moment。 The next moment he was 〃showing off〃 with all his might cuffing boys； pulling hair； making faces in a word； using every art that seemed likely to fascinate a girl and win her applause。 His exaltation had but one alloy the memory of his humiliation in this angel's garden and that record in sand was fast washing out； under the waves of happiness that were sweeping over it now。
The visitors were given the highest seat of honor； and as soon as Mr。 Walters' speech was finished； he introduced them to the school。 The middle…aged man turned out to be a prodigious personage no less a one than the county judge altogether the most august creation these children had ever looked upon and they wondered what kind of material he was made of and they half wanted to hear him roar； and were half afraid he might； too。 He was from Constantinople； twelve miles away so he had travelled； and seen the world these very eyes had looked upon the county court…house which was said to have a tin roof。 The awe which these reflections inspired was attested by the impressive silence and the ranks of staring eyes。 This was the great Judge Thatcher； brother of their own lawyer。 Jeff Thatcher immediately went forward； to be familiar with the great man and be envied by the school。 It would have been music to his soul to hear the whisperings：
〃Look at him； Jim！ He's a going up there。 Say look！ he's a going to shake hands with him he is shaking hands with him！ By jings； don't you wish you was Jeff？〃
Mr。 Walters fell to 〃showing off；〃 with all sorts of official bustlings and activities； giving orders； delivering judgments； discharging directions here； there； everywhere that he could find a target。 The librarian 〃showed off〃 running hither and thither with his arms full of books and making a deal of the splutter and fuss that insect authority delights in。 The young lady teachers 〃showed off〃 bending sweetly over pupils that were lately being boxed； lifting pretty warning fingers at bad little boys and patting good ones lovingly。 The yo