He was hissed all round the playground, and finally had to barricade himself in his study to escape further persecution.

But even there he was not safe.

The youthful Whigs forced their way into his stronghold, and after much vituperation and reproach, proceeded to still more violent measures.

"Howling young Radical cad!" exclaimed Telson, who, carried away by the excitement of the hour, had forgotten all Mr Parrett's prohibitions, and had come to visit his old allies; "you ought to be ashamed of yourself." "Indeed, I'm Yellow," pleaded the unhappy Bosher.

"They forced me to be Cheeseman at the meeting, but it wasn't my fault." "Don't tell crams," cried the others.