again.

In five minutes more the hum of the busy school room was as if nothing
uncommon had happened, and classes were reciting as usual.

The deacon and his fellow-members sat upon the platform till recess,
listening to recitations, and then left; the president remarking to the
teacher as they went out, that they "thought the school was doing very
well!"

"Dodd" and Mr. Bright walked home together after school was out.

"Where do you suppose I hid?" asked "Dodd," as they walked along.

"I have no idea," returned Mr. Bright.

"I ran down cellar, and, crawled part way up the airshaft back of the
furnace," said "Dodd." And that was the last that was ever said about
the affair by either teacher or pupil.




CHAPTER XVII.

For a few months after the event just narrated "Dodd" went to school to
Mr. Bright, and during the whole time he deported himself as a good and
faithful student should. But with the next meeting of the Conference,
Parson Weaver was shifted again, and with him went the hero of this
story. (I think "Dodd" may justly be called a hero after so bravely