Beadle's Dime Novels No. 20: Florida; or, The Iron Will — page 33: what you’re looking at

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MADGE EXPELLED FROM SCHOOL. 81 ‘Te girl seemed more than usually evil-minded, to-day, and but for che beautiful hope that filled the mind of fie young teacher with vague but delicious picture-dreams of future, he haa been all but beside himself. As it was, the fatal flame mounted his cheeks, his forehead, at every repetition of an intentional insult, until at last, with one blaze of resentment ‘ss mee him seem all fire, he exclaimed, resolutely, almost ercely : “Madge Spicer—you may go home!” The girl turned fiercely—her eyes glittered like those of a snake, her brow contracted. The command had petrified her for the instant. “Perhaps it is not necessary, but I will repeat it—Miss Madge Spicer is dismissed from this school. Her conduct is unbearable, and I shall no longer submit to the degrading _ effect of her example upon the rest of the pupils.” “What, sir—me—sir?” gasped the girl, her face, neck and arms reddening. _ “You can go home ;” was the calm reply. “T won't!” shouted the rebelliéus girl. “Very well, whether you stay or go, you have disgraced yourself,” said Parker. The pupils looked on in breathless amazement, wondering how the contest would end. Madge glared round defiantly, then meeting the now pitying eye of Virginia, she sprung toward her like a fury, and, giving way *% to her ungovernable passion, seized her by the shoulder, Screaming all manner of revengeful epithets, and shaking the little figure that had gathered itself back against the wall, a in her eyes—her folded hands uplifted. It was but the work of a moment. Amid the cries of fright and of indignation, Parker hurried forward, pinioned the girl’s arms to her side, and quietly carried her, struggling and screaming as she was, to the door, where he calmly set her down outside, and came back trembling with excitement from head to foot. The window was dashed open. A face distorted with Tage—a demon looking out over the barriers of an evil soul-—— ®ppeared, defiant. “You keep school here no longer, sit,” shouted a hoarse, Unnatural voice, as the pale master—now how deadly pale - ° cComichooks;com