CHAPTER X.
TOMMY PUFFER.
Willie was happy that night. He went down to the festival at the Mission. There was Tommy Puffer’s soft, oyster-like body among the scholars of the Mission. He was waiting for something good. His mouth and eyes were watering. He looked triumphantly at the boys from the other school. They wouldn’t get anything so nice. The superintendent announced that no boy’s name would be called for a paper bag of “refreshments” but those who had been present two Sundays. And so poor starving Tommy Puffer had to carry his pudding-bag of a body home again without a chance to give it an extra stuffing.
CHAPTER XI.
AN ODD PARTY.
