The Spirit of the School

AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE IN A NEW RÔLE "It's all well enough for you to sit there and grin like a gargle." "Gargoyle is what you mean, my boy!" "Well, gargoyle," continued Bert Middleton. "What's the difference? Of course, it's easy enough for you to laugh about it; it isn't your funeral; but I guess if you'd had all your plans made up only to have them knocked higher than a kite at the last minute--" "I know," said Harry Folsom soothingly. "It's rotten mean luck. I'd have told the doctor that I...