The passages given show the following characteristic of Fluellen:  his inclination to brag, his professed knowledge of History, his complaining character, his great patriotism, pride of his leader, admired honesty, revengeful, love of fun and punishment of those who deserve it.

     VALUE 675.  Written by a girl in the first year of the high
     school, aged 18 years

     Ichabod Crane

Ichabod Crane was a schoolmaster in a place called Sleepy Hollow.  He was tall and slim with broad shoulders, long arms that dangled far below his coat sleeves.  His feet looked as if they might easily have been used for shovels.  His nose was long and his entire frame was most loosely hung to-gether.

     VALUE 772.  Written by a boy in the third year of the high
     school, aged 16 years

     Going Down with Victory

As we road down Lombard Street, we saw flags waving from nearly every window.  I surely felt proud that day to be the driver of the gaily decorated coach.  Again and again we were cheered as we drove slowly to the postmasters, to await the coming of his majestie’s mail.  There wasn’t one of the gaily bedecked coaches that could have compared with ours, in my estimation.  So with waving flags and fluttering hearts we waited for the coming of the mail and the expected tidings of victory.

When at last it did arrive the postmaster began to quickly sort the bundles, we waited anxiously.  Immediately upon receiving our bundles, I lashed the horses and they responded with a jump.  Out into the country we drove at reckless speed—­everywhere spreading like wildfire the news, “Victory!” The exileration that we all felt was shared with the horses.  Up and down grade and over bridges, we drove at breakneck speed and spreading the news at every hamlet with that one cry “Victory!” When at last we were back home again, it was with the hope that we should have another ride some day with “Victory.”

     VALUE 838.  Written by a boy in the Freshman class in college

     Venus of Melos

In looking at this statue we think, not of wisdom, or power, or force, but just of beauty.  She stands resting the weight of her body on one foot, and advancing the other (left) with knee bent.  The posture causes the figure to sway slightly to one side, describing a fine curved line.  The lower limbs are draped but the upper part of the body is uncovered. (The unfortunate loss of the statue’s arms prevents a positive knowledge of its original attitude.) The eyes are partly closed, having something of a dreamy langour.  The nose is perfectly cut, the mouth and chin are moulded in adorable curves.  Yet to say that every feature is of faultless perfection is but cold praise.  No analysis can convey the sense of her peerless beauty.

     VALUE 937.  Written by a boy in the Freshman class in college