. The Hoosier school-master : a novel . CHAPTER XXVIII. THE FLIGHT. vr/BOUT ten days after Ralphs return to FlatCreek things came to a crisis. The master was rather relieved at first to have « the crisis come. He had been holding juvenile** Flat Creek under his feet by sheer force of will. And such an exercise of psychic power is very racing on the Ohio the engineer sometimes sends thelargest of the firemen to hold the safety-valve down, and thishe does by hanging himself to the lever by his hands. Ralphfelt that he had been holding the safety-valve down, andthat he was so weary
. The Hoosier school-master : a novel . CHAPTER XXVIII. THE FLIGHT. vr/BOUT ten days after Ralphs return to FlatCreek things came to a crisis. The master was rather relieved at first to have « the crisis come. He had been holding juvenile** Flat Creek under his feet by sheer force of will. And such an exercise of psychic power is very racing on the Ohio the engineer sometimes sends thelargest of the firemen to hold the safety-valve down, and thishe does by hanging himself to the lever by his hands. Ralphfelt that he had been holding the safety-valve down, andthat he was so weary of the operation that an explosionwould be a real relief. He was a little tired of having every-body look at him as a thief. It was a little irksome to knowthat new bolts were put on the doors of the houses in whichhe had staid. And now that Shocky was gone, and Bud hadturned against him, and Aunt Matilda suspected him, andeven poor, weak, exquisite Walter Johnson would not associate. HANNAH WITH A WHITE, WHITE FACE. THE FLIGHT. 187 with him, he felt himself an outlaw indeed. He would havegone away to Texas or the new gold-fields in California hadit not been for one thing. That letter on blue foolscap paperkept a little warmth in his heart. His course from school on the evening that something hap-pened lay through the sugar-camp. Among the dark trunksof the maples, solemn and lofty pillars, he debated the stay, or to flee ? The worn nerves could not keep theirpresent tension much longer. It was just by the brook, or, as they say in Indiana, thebranch, that something happened which brought him to asudden decision. Ralph never afterward could forget thatbrook. It was a swift-running little stream, that did not bab-ble blatantly over the stones. It ran through a thicket ofwillows, through the sugar-camp, and out into Meauss had just passed through the thicket, had just crossedthe brook on the half-decayed log that spanned it, when, ashe emerged f
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