Edward S. Ellis, The Jungle Fugitives — That Hornet's Nest
“ It's queer he has never opened his desk all the afternoon. I never knew him to do anything like that before— Gracious alive!"Just then Tom felt as if some one had jabbed a burning needle into his neck. Almost at the same instant came a similar dagger thrust on the top of his head, where he always wore his hair short. Uttering a gasp of affright, he leaped from his seat, with a score of fierce hornets buzzing about his ears. ”
