Things were really to be different, then.

The minister had talked with him, had shaken hands with him, and given him a Bible.

And here he was walking quietly away from the school, all alone, instead of leading a troop of noisy boys, intent on mischief.
"Oh, Tip Lewis," he said to himself, as he hugged his book, "I don't know but you will be somebody, after all; you mean to try with all your might, don't you?
and you've got a lamp now!".