Litchfield enquirer., 1846-01-29
MISCELLANY.
THE SCHOOL MASTER.

y;J;n, down hill in that hog-trotn, ana
I,o,n ~ what You'll ketch when | get holt
~ vo1 that's all. Stop! Come OacK'
~, - von- come back! Is that the way
- r,"out like a passed. of skeerl sheep |
u,,nn;os over one another! where's
unnr manners? Haint told you more'n
hmrdred times bout that Now star''
one IN a time, and when you git TO the
door. turn round and make your man
nefs, every Oue Ot yOu.-0y Harrington,
come right straight back here, sir You
are a terrible smart Teller, amt you =
Mebby you ,ho't didn't see you, when
you was pretendin' to make bow, bump.
your forrard agin Reuben Johnson's nose
on purpose Jest see how you make it
bleed don't cry, Reuben, it'll feel bet
ter arter it's done achen.' .,-..
Il didn't go tn du It !; RUDE come push
in I'D Jest as turned round to make my
manners; I didn't have room tn du 1t,
'tbout hittin' him on the nose.
sWhai did you push up IN that fashion
for, Reuben hadn't you more sense than
that!' g-.-. saa '..t #a
Il couldn't helpi,; Jim Wright stuck
pin intu me, and il kinder, made me
jump forrard a little, and .ra.l In
well, go long out, both on you. and
behave yourselves, and tell Jeems Wright
TO come here .. i have business of impor
lance TO du with him. s.- .-y.s .ss.
And away went the boys, and they
hadn't been out tew minutes afore they
was both mounted or hand.sled streak
en- it down hill like chain lite'nin.' There
wasn't boy in school that wasn't a
coastn' in some way or another. Some
ole some IN
logs, some in wooden trays; and them
that hadn't nothin' else 10 ride on, would
set down on the ice, and let others drag
'em by two strings tied round their an
kle.. But they all remembered what DR..
Phil Ant'ny told 'em and nobody didn't
tech the big hog-tro,h. There it stood,
right on the starting pint, as crazy as
hair trigger to go G -,
I've seen dozen fellers git into IT, all
twisted together like a bed Of eels in cold
weather, and slide down like a streak,
and all tumble into soft snow bank TO-
gether, to the bottom of the hill. like
young rats in a meal tub. Wall, putty
soon DR.. Phil Ant'ny come out of the
school house to look for Jim Wright, but
jest started in his little tray-the swlftest
craft on the track, 'cept the big hog-troth
and his red bushy hair was beginnin'
to stream back like blaze Of fire.
Sop! cried DR.. Phil, stop, you lit
lie sa rpint. or TIL be arter you, and give
you wust lickin' you ever got in your
life.' .. Is. i4t@'a, .fo3s4 a,. 1
Il can't cried Jim. lookin' back,i' the
critters got started, and faint, noruse to
try TO stop her now't she's got the bit in
her teeth .TT'so1g. an
BY the thunder and lite'nin'.' holler-
ed Doctor Phil, and stomped down his
foot, and up flew both his heels and down
no went backwards, kerwollop, into the
hog-traih, and away he went, with his
feat stickin' up, right in Jim's wake. Jim
seed him comm, and he put! spurs to his
boss. that is to say, he stuck his spikes
into the ice and pushed ahead, as if he
was 'scraping from a railroad. On went
DR.. Phil like a whirlwind, and he was o.
vertakin' Jim hand over hand, or rather
heels over head, and was just runnin' a.
foul on him, when the trott teched lump |
of ice and sheered off at q tangent. The
boys all stopped and looked at the school
master, some on 'em eenamost astonished |
out of their breath, and others reddy to
bust latin. Whiz went the troth down
the steepest part of the hill. 49,. am.
Hin old log. half-buried in the ice. lay
right acrost Dr. PhiPs path, and the boys
all knew mighty well what was COMM
for some on 'em had been shipwrekked
on that log afore. He'll git histed now
sartin (! said Sy Harrinton, jumpin''up
and down, and slappin' his thighs; there
he goes, by hokey!' and sure huff, there
he did 60, for the troth struck the log
and leapt six foot intu the air, throwin'
Dr.. Phil ten fact down the hill, whirlin'
over end like buzz, and he never stop
ped till he went splash intu n bilin' spring
where the cattle went 10 drink and had
trod it full of soft mud. ''' ''..'
where's the schoolmaster + shouted
Tim Wright, crawlin' out of the snow
aank, where he had landed, and shakin'
The snow out of his ha lr 50 cracky i'll
didn't think he'd ketch me ut one time!,
The boys all run to the bilin' spring,
md there lay DR.. Phil Ant'ny all kivered
with mud and snow, groanin' aloud, and
ea's Of anger and agony startin' out Of :
his eyes. His thigh and one rib was
'roke. Phil was kind harted man. and
he boys al! laved him. He used 10 talk
avagG to us sometimes, but then he didn't q
lsr to hurt US. The little boys stood round I
md cried when Phil told us hat his leg
was broke and the big ones looked sorry,
md took hold Of him keerful, and kerried
him tn the school-house, and then pulled
'im over tn fathers on hand sled. -
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