When a boy at school, in Portsmouth, New-Hampshire, this bad specimen of humanity always fell below his class. One of his schoolfellows remembers these couplets, which a little urchin of twelve made about him on a certain “exhibition day” many years ago:And here's Johnny Maffit, as straight as a gun--
If you face him square up, he'll turn round and run!
The first boy in school, sir, if thieving and lies,
Instead of good scholarship, bore off the prize.
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