URLED THE RUNNER BACKWARD
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EVERY BOY'S LIBRARY--BOY SCOUT EDITION
THE JESTER OF
ST. TIMOTHY'S
By
ARTHUR STANWOOD PIER
AUTHOR OF
BOYS OF ST. TIMOTHY'S,
HARDING OF ST. TIMOTHY'S. ETC.
ILLUSTRATED
NEW YORK
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS
COPYRIGHT, 1911, BY ARTHUR STANWOOD PIER
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
_Published September 1911_
CONTENTS
I. Irving sets forth on his Adventure 1
II. He achieves a Name for Himself 26
III. Westby's Amusements 53
IV. The Baiting of a Master 75
V. Master turns Pupil 96
VI. The Penalty for a Foul 120
VII. The Worm begins to turn 142
VIII. The Harvard Freshman 166
IX. Westby in the Game 183
X. Master and Boy 205
ILLUSTRATIONS
Lawrence launched himself and hurled the
runner backward (p. 194) _Frontispiece_
The canoes swung about and made for Each Other 52
As to who had won, Irving had not the Slightest Idea 140
A Shadow crossed Westby's Face 220
_From drawings by B. L. Bates_
THE JESTER OF ST. TIMOTHY'S
CHAPTER I
IRVING SETS FORTH ON HIS ADVENTURE
In the post-office of Beasley's general store Irving Upton was eagerly
sorting the mail. His eagerness at that task had not been abated by the
repeated, the daily disappointments which it had caused him. During the
whole summer month for which he had now been in attendance as Mr.
Beasley's clerk, the arrival of the mail had constituted his chief
interest. And because that for which he had been hoping had failed to
come, his thin face had grown more worried, and the brooding look was
more constantly in his eyes.
This afternoon his hand paused; he looked at the superscription on an
envelope unbelievingly. The letter came from St. Timothy's School and
was addressed to him. He finished distributing the other letters among
the boxes, for people were waiting outside the partition; then he opened
the envelope and read the type-written enclosure. A flush crept up over
his cheeks, over his forehead; when he raised his eyes, the brooding
look was no longer in them, but a quiet happiness instead, and his lips,
which had so long been troubled, were smoothed out in a faint, contented
smile. He read the letter a s
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