"I wish it was all over," said Fisher major. "I"m getting sick of these precious accounts already, and shall be glad to hand them over."
"You won"t lose them," said Dalton, "if we can help. You may have to vote for yourself, though."
"Catch me. I"ve come to the conclusion I wasn"t born a treasurer, and I couldn"t conscientiously vote for myself. I only wish I could back out."
"You can"t do that now," said his friend. "Bless you, we can keep the accounts for you. We couldn"t for Brinkman."
When morning school was over on the Friday, there was a general stampede for the Hall, where boys crowded up for good seats a quarter of an hour before the time, and enlivened the interval with cheers and demonstrations for their favourite candidate. Wally and his friends were particularly active in their corner, and addressed the meeting generally in favour of Fisher major.
"Back up, you Cla.s.sic kids!" shouted Wally, standing on his seat and apostrophising a group of the Sixth who were standing near. "Fisher"s your friend! Won the mile in 4-38; batting average 34.658742.3; bowling, 12 wickets an innings, and 3 runs an over. Never tells lies, or cheats. Always comes home sober and gives silver in the collection.
He won"t waste your money or cook your accounts, like some chaps; and he"ll run the ball up the field, instead of sitting down in the middle of the scrummage like the Modern chaps to keep warm. Walk up! walk up!
vote for Fisher and economy! Hooray for Fisher! Down with the swell mob!"
Amid such torrents of eloquence the cause of Fisher major was not likely to go by default.
Brinkman, too, was not without his champions, who, however, avoided set speeches and confined themselves to personalities and generalities, such as--
"Who cheats at Elections?"
"Oh, my hands, what a licking!"
"How now--not me!" (Here Fisher minor coloured up.) "Look out, you chaps, there"s a Cla.s.sic cad blushing."
"No! where? won"t he want a rest after it!"
"Here comes Brinkman! Hooray for honesty and fair play! Hooray for the Moderns! Down with Wakefield"s kids! Send "em home to their mas!"
"Shut up there! Sit down, you youngsters."
Whereupon there fell a lull.
Fisher minor surveyed the scene with anxious trepidation. If his brother were to lose now, it would be his--Fisher minor"s--fault. He would never be able to hold up his head again. How he wished he had a dozen votes!
"Strong muster," he heard some one say near him. "I expect every fellow"s here."
"Except Rollitt."
"Of, of course," said the other, with a laugh, "no one ever expects him."
"Why not?" said Fisher minor to himself. "Why shouldn"t Rollitt come and vote?"
He quite shuddered at the audacity of the idea; and yet, when he looked up to the front and saw his brother standing there, worried and uneasy, and realised that in a few minutes he was to stand his ordeal, the younger brother"s courage rose within him, and he edged towards the door.
In due time Yorke arose. This time, amid the vociferous cheers of his own side, a few of the Moderns ventured to mingle howls. They soon discovered their mistake, for not even their own side was with them as a body. They were hooted down with execrations, and the result of this interposition was that the captain was cheered for twice the usual time.
"You fellows," said he, as soon as there was silence, "you probably understand from the notice why this meeting is called. The last election was very close, and I am sorry to say there was not fair play.
I am still more sorry to say the offenders were juniors in Wakefield"s,"
(terrific yells and hoots from the Moderns), "who ought to have known better, and who I hope are thoroughly ashamed of themselves," (terrific cheers, during which, D"Arcy, Wally, and Ashby, who had been standing on a form, modestly took seats and exchanged defiant signals with the youth of the Modern side through the c.h.i.n.ks of the crowd). "They have had the licking they deserve," ("Not half of it!" and laughter), "as Dangle here, who was present at the time, will testify." (Dangle scowled at this reference--What right had the captain to score off him?). "Of course under the circ.u.mstances it was necessary to have a new election.
Fisher here," (tremendous cheers, amidst which the culprits, considering that the storm had blown over, remounted their perches) "would scorn to be treasurer of the clubs, and everybody would scorn him too, if there was any suspicion of foul play about his election. He has resigned, like an honest man; and our business is now to elect a treasurer." (Cheers and "Vote for Fisher major" from Wally.)
Dalton rose and proposed his friend Fisher major, which Ranger briefly seconded.
Dangle thereupon proposed Brinkman. He was sorry the School was being put to the trouble of this new election. They hadn"t wanted it on their side; and his friend had been very reluctant to stand. But of course, as the election was to take place, he hoped Brinkman would win by a majority which would show the School what Fellsgarth thought about the foul play which had been tried on at the last election.
Clapperton seconded the nomination, and a.s.sured his friends that, now the offence had been acknowledged and atoned for by the castigation of the offenders, they would try to forget it and feel to the other side as if it had not occurred.
Clapperton, of course, was cheered by his side; and yet his chief admirers did not feel as proud of him as they would have liked. His tone was patronising, and Fellsgarth could not stand being patronised, even by its captain.
Just as the meeting was settling down for the important business of the vote, a sensational incident took place.
The door swung open, and in strode Rollitt, with Fisher minor, panting and pale, at his heels.
The new-comer, heedless of the astonishment caused by his appearance, strode negligently up to the front where the other prefects were, while his escort modestly slipped into the arms of his admiring friends.
For a moment the meeting looked on with amused bewilderment. Then it suddenly dawned on everybody that this meant a new voter; and terrific shouts of jubilation went up from the Cla.s.sics; during which Fisher minor had his back thumped almost in two.
For once in his life he was a hero! How he wished his young sisters could have seen him then!
"Never mind," shouted Percy across the room, "he"s bound to vote the wrong side, or forget to vote at all."
"Order! Those who vote for Brinkman, hold up your hands."
It was far too serious to humbug now. Even D"Arcy was grave as he surveyed the force of the enemy.
Two tellers had been appointed from either side, so that the votes were counted four times, and the total was not allowed till all were agreed on the result.
"Brinkman has one hundred and twenty-eight votes."
Loud and long were the cheers which greeted this announcement. The knowing ones felt that it practically meant victory for the Moderns, for it was one more vote than Fisher major had won with last time.
"Now, hands up for Fisher major."
Amid dead silence the Cla.s.sic hands went up. Anxious eyes were cast in Rollitt"s direction. But he, strange to say, was all there, and held up his hand with the rest.
Fisher major himself at the last moment kept his own hand down. He had decided that, if Brinkman voted for himself, he would do the same.
Brinkman had voted. But, when it came to following his example, the candidate"s pride went on strike, and, whether it lost the election or not, he declined to vote, Three of the tellers evidently agreed, but the other had to count again before he made the figure right. Then the written paper was handed up to Yorke, "Brinkman 128, Fisher major, 129-- Fisher is elected."
CHAPTER NINE.
CARRIED NEM. CON.
It must not be supposed that in the midst of the excitement of School politics the intellectual side of the Fellsgarth juniors, life was being quite neglected.
On the contrary, they complained that so far from being neglected it was rather overdone.
The Cla.s.sic juniors, for instance, suffered many things at the hands of the cheerful Mr Stratton, who really worked hard to instil into their opening minds some rudiments of those studies from which their side took its name. He took pains to explain not only when a thing was wrong, but why; and, unlike some of his calling, he devoted his chief attention to his most backward boys. This was his great offence in the eyes of D"Arcy and Wally and some of their fraternity, because under the arrangement they came in for the special attention alluded to.