. Tom Browns school-days . throw themselves on theball, under the very feet of the advancing column—the praepostoron his hands and knees, arching his back, and Tom all along onhis face. Over them topple the leaders of the rush, shooting overthe back of the praepostor, but falling flat on Tom and knockingall the wind out of his small carcass. Our ball! says the prae-postor, rising with his prize; but get up there—theres a littlefellow under you. They are hauled and rolled off him, andTom is discovered a motionless body. Old Brooke picks him up. Stand back; give him air, hesays; and then, feelin
. Tom Browns school-days . throw themselves on theball, under the very feet of the advancing column—the praepostoron his hands and knees, arching his back, and Tom all along onhis face. Over them topple the leaders of the rush, shooting overthe back of the praepostor, but falling flat on Tom and knockingall the wind out of his small carcass. Our ball! says the prae-postor, rising with his prize; but get up there—theres a littlefellow under you. They are hauled and rolled off him, andTom is discovered a motionless body. Old Brooke picks him up. Stand back; give him air, hesays; and then, feeling his limbs, adds, No bones broken. Howdo you feel, young un ? Han-nan, gasps Tom, as his wind comes back, pretty well,thank you—all right. [no] SCHOOL DAYS Who is he ? says Brooke. Oh, its Brown; hes a new boy;I know him, says East, coming up. Well, he is a plucky youngster, and will make a player, saysBrooke. And five oclock strikes. No side is called, and the first dayof the School-house match is over. TOM BROWNS. CHAPTER VI AFTER THE MATCH . . Some food we had.—SHAKESPEARE. . THc TTorof aSup.—THEOCRITUS. S the boys scattered away from the ground,and East, leaning on Toms arm and limpingalong, was beginning to consider what luxurythey should go and buy for tea to celebratethat glorious victory, the two Brookes camestriding by. Old Brooke caught sight of East,and stopped; put his hand kindly on his shoulder and said, Bravo, youngster! you played famously; not much the matter, I hope ? No, nothing at all, said East—only a little twist from that charge. Well, mind and get all right for next Saturday; and the leader passed on, leaving East better for those few words than all the opodeldoc in England would have made him, and Tom []
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