at any time. This direful cloud has been hanging over my head the last few days but was dispelled when, at the close of school to-day, Mr. Lease came back to me and said in a dignified tone of voice, very slowly “The W.H. Mullins Company telephoned and would like Charles Burchfield to report after School.” I guess he was so serious that he forgot he was talking to me myself.  Bill and Bill Windle were the other two favored ones and we went around boasting “that it was some class to have Mr. J.S. Johnson and Prof. F.W. Lease bring messages for you”!  After work Bill, who was working upstairs while we worked down, asked me if we had been called yet for talking.
     “I should say not” I replied “We told Nelson and Goldie that they’d have to keep their mouths shut.”
     “Oh I see”, Bill answered “did they say they would?”
     “I had Nelson down on his knees--­
     “Yes probably he was picking up a quarter!”
     “One I had dropped.”
     We met Kinkie at Garfield. He had on a blue hat that he has “had for an age”. It is what is commonly known as “hunky blue” - a delightful shade resembling the heavens.  Last summer we threatened to kick him out of the Kabal, but