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TOM joined the new order of Cadets of Temperance, being attracted by the showy character of their "regalia." He promised to abstain from smoking, chewing, and profanity as long as he remained a member.

Now he found out a new thing-namely, that to promise not to do a thing is the surest way in the world to make a body want to go and do that very thing.

Tom soon found himself tormented with a desire to drink and swear; the desire grew to be so intense that nothing but the hope of a chance to display himself in his red sash kept him from withdrawing from the order.

Fourth of July was coming; but he soon gave that up-gave it up before he had worn his shackles over forty-eight hours-and fixed his hopes upon old Judge Frazer, justice of the peace, who was apparently on his deathbed and would have a big public funeral, since he was so high an official.

During three days Tom was deeply concerned about the Judge's condition and hungry for news of it.

Sometimes his hopes ran high-so high that he would venture to get out his regalia and practise before the looking-glass.

But the Judge had a most discouraging way of fluctuating.

At last he was pronounced upon the mend-and then convalescent.

Tom was disgusted; and felt a sense of injury, too.

He handed in his resignation at once-and that night the Judge suffered a relapse and died.

Tom resolved that he would never trust a man like that again.

The funeral was a fine thing.

The Cadets paraded in a style calculated to kill the late member with envy.

Tom was a free boy again, however-there was something in that.

He could drink and swear, now-but found to his surprise that he did not want to.

The simple fact that he could, took the desire away, and the charm of it.

Tom presently wondered to find that his coveted vacation was beginning to hang a little heavily on his hands.

He attempted a diary-but nothing happened during three days, and so he abandoned it.

The first of all the negro minstrel shows came to town, and made a sensation. Tom and Joe Harper got up a band of performers and were happy for two days.

Even the Glorious Fourth was in some sense a failure, for it rained hard, there was no procession in consequence, and the greatest man in the world (as Tom supposed), Mr. Benton, an actual United States Senator, proved an overwhelming disappointment-for he was not twenty-five feet high, nor even anywhere in the neighborhood of it.

A circus came. The boys played circus for three days afterward in tents made of rag carpeting-admission, three pins for boys, two for girls-and then circusing was abandoned.

A phrenologist and a mesmerizer came-and went again and left the village duller and drearier than ever.

There were some boys-and-girls' parties, but they were so few and so delightful that they only made the aching voids between ache the harder.

Becky Thatcher was gone to her Constantinople home to stay with her parents during vacation-so there was no bright side to life anywhere.

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