he chapel.
One morning the president missed several of his jewels and started
himself for the study hall determined to capture them. As usual, the
boys clambered through the windows and escaped in different
directions always keeping the hall between them and their pursuer.
Stockie, Billy O'Meara and Paul adopted the old rule of sneaking away
from one corner of the hall, while the president advanced around
another. The pursuit was very close, for the president was sure from the
tracks in the snow, that some of the boys were dodging him.

Stockie and O'Meara broke for the shelter of another building; but Paul
continued to dodge around the study hall. Once the president failed to
appear at the expected corner. Paul feared that he might be doubling on
him and so crept cautiously on all fours back to the corner he had left
to take a look around that side of the building. As he warily put his
head out to take the observation it came in hard contact with that of
the president, who had adopted Paul's own tactics to catch him. The
situation was so ludicrous that even that austere gentlemen burst out
laughing and Paul scampered away to the chapel.

A favorite resort for the boys during winter weather was a barn where
they had rare sport tumbling over the great quantities of hay in the
loft. A party of them were one day enjoying this pastime, when a stern
voice below commanded them to "descend immediately," supplemented by the
ominous and oft repeated expression, "I know you all, I, have your
names." Some of the boys descended, but Paul and four companions
clambered out on the roof of a wagon shed. This roof was very steep and
was covered with about three feet of snow. Here they squatted down and
awaited results. The professor took the names of the boys who had
descended and ordered them to the study hall. This gentleman, by the
way, was very successful in discovering culprits, and was known
facetiously by the boys as the "blood-hound." He was sure he had not
found all the truants, but he saw they were not in the loft, so he
began a tour outside of the barn to ascertain how they had escaped.
Slowly he walked around the wagon shed carefully scrutinizing every
place in which he thought they might be concealed. The snow, loosened by
the heat and extra weight of the unlucky boys, gave way and
precipitated them over the head and shoulders of the astounded
professor.

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