The High School Pitcher
Meanwhile, up in the great assembly room a scene was going on that was worth looking at.
Abner Cantwell had seated himself at his desk. Before him lay a printed copy of the roll of the student body. It was the new principal's intention to check off each name as a boy or girl paid for the music. Knowing that he would have a good deal of currency to handle, the principal had brought along a satchel for this morning.
First of all, Harper came tripping into the room. He went to his desk with his books, then turned and marched to the principal's desk.
"I've brought the money for the music, Mr. Cantwell."
"That's right, Mr. Harper," nodded the principal.
The little freshman carefully deposited his fifteen pennies on the desk. They were out of the roll. Dick &