Jack Straw: Lighthouse Builder

Jack Straw was walking slowly down the maple-lined avenue that led from the campus to Phillip's Hall, the largest of the two dormitory buildings connected with Drueryville Academy, and judging from his many near collisions with the aforesaid maples, not to mention hitching posts, stepping blocks and pedestrians, it was evident that he was not looking where he was going. Indeed his nose was buried in the latest and final edition of The Blue and White, the school's weekly, and he was devouring the contents of the page headed "Track and Field" eagerly. The various individual and team records for the year were set forth there in black-face type, and Jack, having been captain of the football team the previous Fall and no mean performer on the school's track team during the Spring, was rather keen to learn just how many times his name was mentioned on that particular page. But before he had consumed a quarter of the reading matter, a real collision resulted. He was just about to turn the northwest corner of Phillip's Hall when there was a scurry of feet, and before he could look up some one hurrying at top speed swept around the corner. Instantly the air was full of arms and legs, the copy of The Blue and White accompanied by several school books, went speeding down the graveled path and a moment later Jack found himself seated on the ground and feeling for the exact spot on the back of his head where the west wall of the dormitory building had hit him. Six feet away sat tiny Tommy Todd, also feeling for injured places and trying at the same time to regain his breath.

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