elbe- realized the wisdom of punctuality; second offense laggards were punished by being stood in the corner for fifteen minutes. Repeaters, if unable to provide a reasonable excuse, were denied recess privileges and kept after school. Persistent offenders were given a treatment of the birch.rod.

At noon and at recess periods, there was usually a ball game in progress. It resembled baseball in that it had four bases, a ball, and a bat. The ball was a tightly-wound sphere of scrap yarn; ‘the bat could be anything from a broken fence picket to a discarded sleigh-stake. The rules of the game were quite flexible. They varied from day to day, with different players, and with the mood of the ball Gunner.”

For those who didn't happen to be selected for the team on a particular day, there were foot-races, tag games, and tree climbing -- a strictly forbidden sport and naturally a very popular one. There were also surrep- titious raids on a row of hawthorn trees that stood along Frizzell's road- side fence. Haws, when fully ripened, we considered to be a delicacy second only to butterscotch candy, and well worth the punishment that would follow if we should be reported to the teacher. Mr. Frizzell probably didn't objec! to our filching the haws, but he did object to the damage done to the branches when we scaled the trees. . :

My introduotion to the villainy of haw stealing came from Jim McQuillan. Jim was several years older than I, and was my hero for longer than I can recall. To me, his word on any subject whatsoever was gospel. And since he was possessed of a puckish sense of humor, and a fertile Imagination, I accumulated a truly astounding store of misinformation_during the years the ° we were schoolmates.

School life in summer, although we had no vacation except a week at the end of June, was pleasant, in spite of our very natural longing for the

freedom of the outdoors. Winter was definitely something else. In the