GLEN MASON RUNS AWAY
It was the supper hour at the State Industrial School for Boys, known to the general public as "The Reform School."
Glen Mason sat on a long bench trying to hold the place next to him against the stealthy ravages of the boys who crowded him.
"Where's Nixy?" he inquired angrily of his neighbor on the right. "Did he go to town again?"
"He's back," the boy replied. "Just got in an' had to go up and change his clothes. Had... more...