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So the battle went on till her heart was sick She had

several ate before she could establish

herself And Mr Harby hated her al but a thrashing would settle so louts anted to play cat andif he could help it For

he hated the teacher, the stuck-up, insolent high-school ht, what have you done this tienially to the boy as sent to him fro, lounging, wasting his

time

So that Ursula would appeal no more to the headmaster, but,

when she was driven wild, she seized her cane, and slashed the

boy as insolent to her, over head and ears and hands And

at length they were afraid of her, she had thereat price out of her own soul, to do

this It seeh her and

burnt her sensitive tissue She who shrank fro in any forht and

beat with a cane and rouse all her instincts to hurt And

afterwards she had been forced to endure the sound of their

blubbering and desolation, when she had broken theo mad What did

it matter, what did it matter if their books were dirty and they

did not obey? She would rather, in reality, that they disobeyed

the whole rules of the school, than that they should be beaten,