"Matt and I have something for his hat," said Fred.
"And we have something for his coat pockets," put in Link. "We'll give him something to remember the boys of Lakeport by."
"Well, he deserves something," said Harry. "He has always been crabbed and cross from the first day he came here. I'll be mighty glad to have a new principal next term."
"Where is he going to from here?" asked another boy.
"He says he is going down-east."
"Well, I hope he stays there," came from Link. "Anyway, we don't want him here again."
"I pity the new school he goes to," said Bart.
It was the last day of school and the boys were talking matters over in a corner of the school-yard. The final session was to last only until noon, and soon the bell rang calling them in.
CHAPTER XI.
THE LAST DAY AT SCHOOL.