. Tom Browns school-days . RUGBY AND FOOTBALL . . Foot and eye opposedIn dubious strife. —SCOTT. ND so heres Rugby, sir, at last, and youllbe in plenty of time for dinner at the School-house, as I telld you, said the old guard,pulling his horn out of its case and tootle-tooing away; while the coachman shook uphis horses and carried them along the side ofthe school close, round Dead-mans Corner,past the school-gates, and down the High Street to the SpreadEagle; the wheelers in a spanking trot, and leaders cantering, ina style which would not have disgraced Cherry Bob, ramping,stamping, tearing,
. Tom Browns school-days . RUGBY AND FOOTBALL . . Foot and eye opposedIn dubious strife. —SCOTT. ND so heres Rugby, sir, at last, and youllbe in plenty of time for dinner at the School-house, as I telld you, said the old guard,pulling his horn out of its case and tootle-tooing away; while the coachman shook uphis horses and carried them along the side ofthe school close, round Dead-mans Corner,past the school-gates, and down the High Street to the SpreadEagle; the wheelers in a spanking trot, and leaders cantering, ina style which would not have disgraced Cherry Bob, ramping,stamping, tearing, swearing Billy Harwood, or any other of theold coaching heroes. Toms heart beat quick as he passed the great school field orclose, with its noble elms, in which several games at football were [87]. TOM BROWNS going on, and tried to take in at once the long line of gray build-ings, beginning with the chapel and ending with the School-house, the residence of the head-master, where the great flag waslazily waving from the highest round tower. And he beganalready to be proud of being a Rugby boy, as he passed the schoolgates, with the oriel window above, and saw the boys standingthere, looking as if the town belonged to them, and nodding in afamiliar manner to the coachman, as if any one of them would bequite equal to getting on the box and working the team downstreet as well as he. One of the young heroes, however, ran out from the rest andscrambled up behind; where, having righted himself and noddedto the guard with How do, Jem ? he turned short round to Tomand, after looking him over for a minute, began: :* I say, you fellow, is your name Brown ? Yes, said Tom, in considerable astonishment--glad, how-ever, to have lighted on some one already who seemed to knowhim. Ah, I thought s
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