Through the Fray - A Tale of the Luddite Riots by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty
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stand it any longer, so here goes," and he threw his book up into
a tree, in whose branches it securely lodged. His comrades followed his example, and the news that Sankey and some of the other fellows were determined to put up with it no longer soon spread, and in five minutes not a book was to be seen in the playground. The spirit of resistance became strong and general, and when the bell rang the boys walked into the schoolroom silent and determined, but looking far less moody and downcast than usual. Mr. Hathorn took his seat at his desk. "The first class will come up and say their tasks." Not a boy moved in his seat. "The first class will come up and say their tasks," the master repeated, bringing his cane down with angry emphasis on the desk. Still no one moved. "What does this mean?" he shouted, rising from his seat. "It means, sir," Ned Sankey said, rising also, "that we are determined, all of us, that we will learn no more extra tasks. None of us, so far as we know, ever touched your cat, and we are not going to submit to be punished any longer for a fault which none of us have committed." "No, no," rose in a general chorus through the schoolroom, "we will do no more tasks." |
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