stupid book is that you are reading, sirrah?"—"I'm reading no stupid book, it's all very natural.—There, sir," said the young dog, "you will see parson Thwackum is at last found out by his master, and turned off."—"What do you say, you scoundrel," said Scourge. "Away, I am no scoundrel," replied the boy, "but parson Thwackum was a scoundrel, and was treated accordingly."—The usher considering this remark as treason, proceeded to summary punishment, and it would have fared hard with our hero, had not one of the young gentlemen, who was stronger than the usher, interfered, and sent another to the master, requesting his immediate presence. Dr. Wentbridge appeared; at once malicious and mean Scourge preferred his accusation. Wentbridge, not without a knowledge of the dispositions and character of his deputy, and who of late had
