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"Well, don't bite my head off, old man," replied Ola. "I haven't

hurt your fool of a boy. I have only been joking with him."



"I don't think you are troubled with overmuch wit yourself,

judging by the style of your jokes," was Grim's cool retort.



The company, who plainly saw that Ola was trying to wriggle out

of his difficulty, but were anxious not to lose an exciting



scene, screamed with laughter again; but this time at the bully's

expense. The blood mounted to his head, and his anger got the



better of his natural cowardice. Instead of sneaking off, as he

had intended, he wheeled about on his heel and stood for a moment



irresolute, clinching his fist in his pocket.

"Why don't you take your lunkhead of a son home to his mother, if



he isn't bright enough to understand fun!" he shouted.

"Now let me see if you are bright enough to understand the same



kind of fun," cried Grim. Whereupon he knocked off Ola's cap,

rumpled his hair, and gave his nose such a pull that it was a



wonder it did not come off.

The bully, taken by surprise, tumbled a step backward, but



recovering himself, struck Grim in the face with his clinched

fist. At this moment. Bonnyboy, who had scarcely taken in the



situation; jumped up and screamed, "Sit down, Ola Klemmerud, sit

down!"



The effect of this abruptexclamation was so comical, that people

nearly fell from their benches as they writhed and roared with



laughter.

Bonnyboy, who had risen to go to his father's assistance, paused



in astonishment in the middle of the floor. He could not

comprehend, poor boy, why everything he said provoked such



uncontrollable mirth. He surely had no intention of being funny.

So, taken aback a little, he repeated to himself, half



wonderingly, with an abrupt pause after each word,

"Sit--down--Ola--Klemmerud--sit--down!"



But Ola Klemmerud, instead of sitting down, hit Grim repeatedly

about the face and head, and it was evident that the elder man,



in spite of his strength, was not a match for him in alertness.

This dawned presently upon Bonnyboy's slow comprehension, and his



good-natured smile gave way to a flush of excitement. He took

two long strides across the floor, pushed his father gently



aside, and stood facing his antagonist. He repeated once more

his invitation to sit down; to which the latter responded with a



slap which made the sparks dance before Bonnyboy's eyes. Now

Bonnyboy became really angry. Instead of returning the slap, he



seized his enemy with a sudden and mighty grab by both his

shoulders, lifted him up as if he were a bag of hay, and put him



down on a chair with such force that it broke into splinters

under him.



"Will you now sit down?" said Bonnyboy.

Nobody laughed this time, and the bully, not daring to rise,



remained seated on the floor among the ruins of the chair.

Thereupon, with imperturbable composure, Bonnyboy turned to his



father, brushed off his coat with his hands and smoothed his

disordered hair. "Now let us go home, father," he said, and



taking the old man's arm he walked out of the room. But hardly

had he crossed the threshold before the astonished company broke



into cheering.

"Good for you, Bonnyboy!" "Well done, Bonnyboy!" "You are a



bully boy, Bonnyboy!" they cried after him.

But Bonnyboy strodecalmly along, quite unconscious of his



triumph, and only happy to have gotten his father out of the room

safe and sound. For a good while they walked on in silence.



Then, when the effect of the excitement had begun to wear away,

Grim stopped in the path, gazed admiringly at his son, and said,



"Well, Bonnyboy, you are a queer fellow."

"Oh, yes," answered Bonnyboy, blushing with embarrassment (for



though he did not comprehend the remark, he felt the approving

gaze); "but then, you know, I asked him to sit down, and he



wouldn't."

"Bless your innocent heart!" murmured his father, as he gazed at



Bonnyboy's honest face with a mingling of affection and pity.

IV.






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