Into bed , every man jack , or pay the forfeit ! '' `` What is the forfeit ? '' asked Nat , sitting up in his eagerness to know what happened to those wretches who disobeyed this most peculiar , but public-spirited school-ma ` am . `` Lose their fun next time , '' answered Mrs. Bhaer . `` I give them five minutes to settle down , then put out the lights , and expect order . They are honorable lads , and they keep their word . '' That was evident , for the battle ended as abruptly as it began a parting shot or two , a final cheer , as Demi fired the seventh pillow at the retiring foe , a few challenges for next time , then order prevailed . And nothing but an occasional giggle or a suppressed whisper broke the quiet which followed the Saturday-night frolic , as Mother Bhaer kissed her new boy and left him to happy dreams of life at Plumfield . CHAPTER II . THE BOYS While Nat takes a good long sleep , I will tell my little readers something about the boys , among whom he found himself when he woke up . To begin with our old friends . Franz was a tall lad , of sixteen now , a regular German , big , blond , and bookish , also very domestic , amiable , and musical . His uncle was fitting him for college , and his aunt for a happy home of his own hereafter , because she carefully fostered in him gentle manners , love of children , respect for women , old and young , and helpful ways about the house . He was her right-hand man on all occasions , steady , kind , and patient ; and he loved his merry aunt like a mother , for such she had tried to be to him . Emil was quite different , being quick-tempered , restless , and enterprising , bent on going to sea , for the blood of the old vikings stirred in his veins , and could not be tamed . His uncle promised that he should go when he was sixteen , and set him to studying navigation , gave him stories of good and famous admirals and heroes to read , and let him lead the life of a frog in river , pond , and brook , when lessons were done . His room looked like the cabin of a man-of-war , for every thing was nautical , military , and shipshape . Captain Kyd was his delight , and his favorite amusement was to rig up like that piratical gentleman , and roar out sanguinary sea-songs at the top of his voice . He would dance nothing but sailors ' hornpipes , rolled in his gait , and was as nautical in conversation to his uncle would permit . The boys called him `` Commodore , '' and took great pride in his fleet , which whitened the pond and suffered disasters that would have daunted any commander but a sea-struck boy .
XXXXX was one of the children who show plainly the effect of intelligent love and care , for soul and body worked harmoniously together .
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