Haviland's Chum

· 1914

The last peremptorily. He thus addressed, paused, turned, and eyed somewhat doubtfully, not without a tinge of apprehension, the group of boys who thus hailed him. "New boy! Ugh!" jeered one fellow. "Time I left if they are going to take niggers here. What's your name, sir--didn't you hear me ask?"…

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