inet officer, or it might even be the President of the United States himself! For the President was a college friend of the rector's, and had promised to visit the school some time during the year and address the boys. There could not be a more likely occasion than on that of the great school field-day; and Harry dreamed of the honor of standing up before all the school and the visitors and introducing the President of the United States to them. Harry's brother and mother would be in that audience, and would they not be proud of him? Would not the other boys and the parents and the sisters of the other boys admire him and envy him? Even if it was not the President, but only a senator or a cabinet officer! When Harry let himself think of this occasion and all that it would mean to him, his hands grew cold with excitement and a sort of delicious fright, and his lips parted in a happy, dreamy smile, which anybody noticing it would have thought the most winning expression of a gentle, unselfish character.
