It was in vain; the powers of enchantment prevailed, and
I was again turned down with the tear in my eye. I could think of
no amends but one, and, being driven to desperation, I put it in
practice. I told a lie of him. I came boldly up to the master, and
told him that M'Gill had in my hearing cursed him in a most
shocking manner, and called him vile names. He called M'Gill,
and charged him with the crime, and the proud young coxcomb
was so stunned at the atrocity of the charge that his face grew as
red as crimson, and the words stuck in his throat as he feebly
denied it. His guilt was manifest, and he was again flogged most
nobly and dismissed the school for ever in disgrace, as a most
incorrigible vagabond.
This was a great victory gained, and I rejoiced and exulted
exceedingly in it. It had, however, very nigh cost me my life; for
I not long thereafter I encountered M'Gill in the fields, on which
he came up and challenged me for a liar, daring me to fight him. I
refused, and said that I looked on him as quite below my notice;
but he would not quit me, and finally told me that he should
either lick me, or I should lick him, as he had no other means of
being revenged on such a scoundrel.
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