"Or that we're going to get half-holiday Fridays," said Bob.
"Or that Jed Burr is going to leave school," put in Sammy, with a wry grimace.
"Huh! no fear of Jed leaving," said Bob. "He'll stick on till he's too old to stick any longer, and pester the life out of every one he meets."
"Are you afraid of him, Bob?" asked Sammy, slyly.
"Afraid?" cried Bob. "I guess not! He's just like a gnat or a hornet."
"I'm not going to play with him," said Sammy.
"You'll have to, in the football game," replied Frank.
"Well, I won't at other times. He got me in trouble last term in a mean, sneaky way, and I won't give him a chance again. Tell you one thing, fellows."
"And what's that, Sammy?"
"If Jed Burr tries any of his sly tricks on me this term, he'll find me ready for him."
"How ready, Sammy?" asked Bob, with a sharp look at his comrade.
"That's a secret," chuckled Sammy. "But you wait and see."
"There's the half-past bell," sang out Bob. "Let's hurry and see what's going on before school begins."
The Fairview schoolhouse was about half a mile from Bob's home. He, Frank and Sammy lived near together. They had taken the bluff road lining Rainbow Lake. Just beyond the curve they were turning, the schoolhouse would come into view.
Bob broke into a run, swinging his books at the end of a strap gaily. Just past the stone wall and the line of trees shutting out the view, he halted dead short.
"What's he staring at, I wonder?" said Frank.
