14 : THE NEW SCHOLAR.

his first coming out into the world. Well, we shall see
what he is like to-morrow. I wonder if he will come
in the coach at eleven o’clock, or whether his father
will bring him. To-morrow is not a great way off.”

To-morrow came in its proper place, and a bright
lovely summer day it was; and, at eleven o'clock, every
ear was opened as the old stage-coach came rumbling
leisurely along, and great was the satisfaction that
beamed from divers faces as it was heard distinctly to
stop at the front door. Mr. Harding left the room to
receive his new pupil, and, after being absent half an
hour, returned without him, to the evident dissatisfac-
tion of the many eyes that were fixed upon the door,
for they all knew they must now wait until after school
to be introduced to the new scholar,

They had not been long assembled on the play-
ground after school, before Mr. Harding and Maurice
Gray was seen coming from the house together.

“Here he comes! Here he comes!” said several
voices ; but no—they walked down the neat gravel-
walk, and then into the garden, Mr. Harding was
talking very busily to Maurice, who was listening with
great attention.

“He is not so tall as I am by an inch or two,” said
Philip Graham, drawing up his thin figure to its full
height, “though he is fourteen years of age,”

“Oh, he. cannot equal Phil Graham in anything, of
course,” said Tom Bailey, aside. “No one pretends to