. St. Nicholas [serial] . head. Ah, ha ! he cried, I told you Tom put hishair up in paper ! I dont, said Tom. Dont you? shouted Lott forcibly. Youtell that to a blind man. We can see for our-selves. I never curled my hair in my life! Tomdeclared. Then who put it up in paper for you this 596 TOM PAULDING. [June, morning, Tom ? was Corkscrews triumphantquestion. Involuntarily Tom raised his hand to hishead, and he felt the little twists of paper. Theboys laughed, — even Cissy Smith, Toms bestfriend, and not an admirer of Lotts, joined inthe merriment. Tom felt his face burning redas he pulled ou
. St. Nicholas [serial] . head. Ah, ha ! he cried, I told you Tom put hishair up in paper ! I dont, said Tom. Dont you? shouted Lott forcibly. Youtell that to a blind man. We can see for our-selves. I never curled my hair in my life! Tomdeclared. Then who put it up in paper for you this 596 TOM PAULDING. [June, morning, Tom ? was Corkscrews triumphantquestion. Involuntarily Tom raised his hand to hishead, and he felt the little twists of paper. Theboys laughed, — even Cissy Smith, Toms bestfriend, and not an admirer of Lotts, joined inthe merriment. Tom felt his face burning redas he pulled out the papers. Then he turned to Lott. after it ends in an appeal to arms—and battle between Tom Paulding and Cork-screw Lott began promptly, and, for a while, itsissue was in doubt. Lott was older than Tom,and taller and heavier; but, of late, he had beengrowing beyond his strength. In the end, Tom had the best of it. ButCorkscrew did not go after Toms cap. Thisgage of battle had been brought back by one of. INVOLUNTARILY TOM RAISED HIS HAND TO HIS HEAD, AND HE FELT THE LITTLE TWISTS OF TAIER. Go get my cap, he said angrilv. I wont, answered Lott. If you had n tsaid anything about my boots, I should nt havetouched your cap. And I m glad I did now,for I ve shown everybody how you get yourpretty curls. Will you get that cap? repeated Tom. No, I wont, Lott replied. •Then I 11 make you, said Tom. I d like to see you do it, was Lotts retort— although this was exactly what he would notlike to see. There is no need to describe a boys quarrel the smaller boys during a pause in the fight. Soit happened that Toms was but a barren vic-tory—like nearly all those a boy gains exceptwhen he conquers himself. Lott and several friends of his went away tocoast down another hill. Tom, when he hadrecovered his wind and stanched his wounds,joined in the sport with Cissy and HarryZachary. But when he left the slide and went home tohis dinner, he bore with him the scars of war int
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