Till their screams are heard a-far - 

 Horrid cowards that they are 



Un-cle Ce-cil looks with joy 

 On the progress of the boy. 

 nd the mas-ters all sur-mise 

 ie will gain the high-est prize . 

 And h com-radei al-ways 3y 



He 



Only Ran dy Pan-dy winks, 

 Tell-ing no one what he thinks, 

 But 'tis aaid he's not a greed 

 Thus tofol-low Ar-thurslead, 

 And. I know, some folks have reck-( 

 Ran-dy will be first, not te-cond ; 

 Though at pre-sent it would seem 

 He u in a nc-ing dream, 

 And will nei-ther learn nor pUy 

 Wii', his school-mates day by day. 



Mi-ny a nas-ty 1-nsh cad 

 Rues the brat-ing he has had 

 T'hen he ven-tured to of-fend 

 A-ny .ho was Ar-thur'i friend 

 1-ri.h bul-lies-ao not dare 

 Now to itir, it Ar-thur's the- 

 If a lu-ilc boy they touch, 

 Ar-thur hum Ihcn. e ry r,,.,. 



Mas-ter Nonh-if rel-ly i 

 Oujht to give him jood ad-ce- 



From " Si. Stephen* Review" Dec. 21, /<! 



