Go to bed this instant." Mark was unjust, for Uncle Savory had no thought of indulging his purse, but only his palate.
When the criminal was gone Mr.Gray drew a paper from his pocket, and said, "Boys, attend! In this paper, which is a New York paper, there is an account of the nomination of a member of Congress--a member of Congress, boys," he repeated, slowly, dwelling upon the words to impress their due importance.

"What do you think his name is?
Who do you suppose it is who is nominated for Congress ?" He waited a moment, but the boys, not having the least idea, were silent.
"Well, it is Abel Newt, who used to sit at this very table.

Abel Newt, one of Mr.Gray's boys." He waited another moment, to allow the overwhelming announcement to have its due effect, while the scholars all looked at him, holding their knives and forks.
"And there is not one of you, who, if he be a good boy, may not arrive at the same eminence.

Think, boys, any one of you, if you are good, may one day get nominated to Congress, as the Honorable Mr.Newt is, who was once a scholar here, just like you.

Hurrah for Mr.Gray's boys! Now eat your dinners.".