52 The Master bitten by a Centipede. [cHaP. 11. 
We must mention the cause of his leaving his third and 
his last school. He had entirely given up bringing “ beasts” 
with him; but he had got a bad name. It was well known 
that he had been turned out of all the schools which he 
had formerly attended on account of bringing his “ beasts” 
with him. Better kill a dog, it is said, than give him a bad 
name. In Edward’s case, his bad name was attended with 
very serious results. 
One morning, when the boys were at their lessons and 
the master was at his desk, a sudden commotion occurred. 
The master gave a loud scream, and, jumping to his feet, he 
shook something from his arm, and suddenly put his foot 
upon it. Then, turning in Edward’s direction, he exclaimed, 
“This is some more of your work, Master Edward.” Not 
hearing what he said, Edward made no reply. Another boy 
was called forward, and both stooping down, they took up 
something and laid it on a sheet of paper. On rising, the 
boy was asked what it was. “It’s a Maggy Monny Feet,” 
he said. “Is its bite dangerous? Is it poisonous?’ The 
boy could not tell. 
Edward was then called to the floor. ‘“ You've been at 
your old trade, Edward, I see; but Dll now take it out of 
you. I have warned you not to bring any of your infernal 
beasts here, and now I have just found one creeping up my 
arm and biting me. Hold up!” Edward here ventured 
to say that he had not brought the beast, that he had not 
brought any thing for a long while past. ‘What! a lie 
too?” said the master: “A lie added to the crime makes it 
doubly criminal. Hold up, sir!’ Tom held up his hand, 
and the master came down upon it very heavily with the 
taws. “The other!” The other hand was then held up, 
and when Tom had got his two hot hands, the master ex- 
claimed, “ That’s for the lie, and this for the offense!” and 
then he proceeded to bring the taws heavily down upon his 
back. The boy, however, did not cry. 
“Now, sir,” said the master, when almost out of breath, 
