A STRUGGLE FOR THE MASTERY The school had closed on Monday evening as usual.

The boys had been talking in knots all day.

Nothing but the bulldog in the slender, resolute young master had kept down the rising storm.

A teacher who has lost moral support at home, can not long govern a school.

Ralph had effectually lost his popularity in the district, and the worst of it was that he could not divine from just what quarter the ill wind came, except that he felt sure of Small's agency in it somewhere.