"And chances are ten to one it was Leon Disney and that Tip Slavin who threw all those stones, and then ran away laughing, so I couldn't glimpse 'em.

Say, I was struck in half a dozen places.
I've got a lump on my head nearly as big as a hen's egg; and my elbow hurts like everything.

I was so flustered that I must have got twisted in a vine, or else struck a root, for I fell, and barked my shin something fierce.

I wanted to chase after the cowards, but knew it was silly to think of such a thing.

Then I tried to keep on, but it wasn't any use, and I gave it up as a bad job.