"No fear of that, parson," the lad promptly answered. "Put on your hat, and I'll take it off again without hurting a hair of your head."
Without the slightest hesitation, Mr. Carleton put on his hat, saying:
"All right! I am ready."
With a quick, sharp jerk the stone left the boy's hand, and again the hat went spinning several yards away.
Mr. Carleton again picked it up, and walked slowly toward the boy.
"May I ask your name?" he inquired.
"Ray Branford."
"Well, Ray, have you ever heard the story of William Tell, who shot his arrow through an apple on his own boy's head."
"No, sir."
In as interesting manner as possible Mr. Carleton told the story to the boys, who without fear drew around him.