The Lansing state Republican., 1863-10-07

fore room closet. What have you got into q At
are box! indicating guitar Case ; II looks
hhe Junk bottle with a long handle to il
That is nv guitar
Gittar land say That's what nv wife had
in Der head last Year. Stopped b-r nOse up -
that twas Wuss than no nose at all She took
snuff for il Yes, twas the gitiar for -ar,iu
Same kind. III bet She won't be willing for
ye to bring t into the house but YOU have
got it boxed up, 'tWan't be likely to 90 much
hurt
Where IS your carriage inq ifed Arsbeiia
anxious 10 escape from the curious glanc-s Of
the crowd about the depot, each one Of whom
had taken complete inventory OF everything
about her person.
Right here, pointing to d tail, a. iquoted
horse cart with board across the sides tor
seat--the whole concern painted a flaming red,
With the wheels. Climb right in over the wheel
The hOss ia jest as steady as sheep Don't
be afraid
Goodness gracousn cried Arabels, in dismay,
you don't expect me TO get up there's Why,
| couldn't do [ 10 my life y
HOl you hain't used 70 climbing | guess.
Why, my darter Bets would go right into that
waggin without techng hand sam TO one
Of the crowd, go i'll and bring out a shoe box.
| Sam did as directed and Arabella mounted
]
the cart. She tumbed 10 with so much force a.
to dslodge poor Pet. (who brought up in
neighboring mud puddle,) and crushed in the
/ brim OF Der bonnet TIL it bore strong resem-
bauce to al old fashioned chaise top.
Sam rescued the dog, wiped him on a piece
OF newspaper and restored him to his sgouized
mistress.
! The trunks we're already in Mr.. Sawyer seat
ed himself up in front-csacked his whip-jerked
out G'laug = aud off they went
| The ride was good exercise 10 both mind and
body Arsbella obliged 10 exert herself TO
the utmost TO keep from pitchisg out Of the cart
and poor little Pet trembled like a poplar leaf
aud groa ed bitterly
They drew up, at last, at Mr. Sawyer's front
door. Mrs Sawyer, lack eyed angular wo
man came out TO meet them.
Deary ne is this the school marms Whv
she looks sggsacty Ike Polly Marion Scriggins
don't she, Ebeus Polly Marion's a terrible trial
20 her poor mal-so proud, aud full Of vanity
What's happened to yer bunnit, | do hate the
sight Of them ere kind of bunuits they look
like hod with a flower garden into ore end OF
IL, Whose dog is that ares Deary me. how
ugly be is Come in, do Ben'l hist ye down
here, Ben, come and hist the school marm
dOwur
Ben, broad shouldered, handsome Young
Z
formed the delicate operation, a. politely a.
could have been expected under the circum
Stances.
Where am l to board = asked Arabella, set
ting herself in the best rocking chair in corner
Of the fore room.
Round That's the fashion here You'll
stsy with me a week, and then you'll go to Pea
vey's. pity your condition when YOU get there!
Peavey's folks is the awulest mastiest folks Oh
,he foo,stool Mrs. Peavey dOu't wash her
hands nor face but once a week, aud then she
only scars um with water She throws all her
dish water aud later peeiDgs out of the front
door, aud the hens is just as II uch to hum in her
setting room they be in the barn Lawful
hunt there's that apple sass q billing all over
QUITO the stOven
Aud Mrs. Sawyer abruptly left the room.
We must pass over the interesting EIamina-
tiOn,' through which our heroine passed before
receiving her cert l6cate of cspability TO teach.
1t IS well worth chronicIng, but space forbids.
| Monday morning at nine o'clock school began.
There was crowd of children, OF all ages
and sizes, around the door of the school house
when Arsbela came in sight OF the edlhce Ii
vas a brownish square building, destitute OF
/ glass in most OF the windows; stove pipe
stuck through the roof from which tte wind
and the fingers of time had torn greater por
tion of the shingles 1t was delightfully."- situa
ted on the shores of frog pond, even now
vocal with the long drawn strains OF the green
coated inhabitants
Here comes the school marin = yelled the
BOYS in chorus as Arabella appeared that's
shel GOlly see the ruff on her govnd
She's got red head Bully for her y
Brother Sam he seed her over 10 the depot,
said Tommy Taylor, and he said she had on
the funniest thing on her head, and lap dog
and patent Garry rybawin Jacket over her shoul
dersr
What's that are she's got in her hand, e1-
claimed Bill jenkins, narrowly scrutnzing Ara
bella's portfolio. It's got a lock onto it jest
ike mArm's chist of drsversl Whoever heerd
of bringing bureau to schOOl?'
These, and score of other like exclamations,
saluted Arabella as she came up the lane. She
was duly Mortified, of course, bat she would not
let the children perceive it. She intended to be
"a dguiied and self-possessed as the most expe-
rienced veteran.
She entered the school house, and they follow
ed her, making more noise than a flock OF sheep.
Alas for the blue eyes and rosy cheeks Dir
~ faces abOunded; evidently the price of mo-
asses had not come up in ROselawn Some OF
the little darings sucked their thumbs, some
chewed spruce gum, and few we're too much
absorbed in looking at the school marm,' to
keep their mouths employed in any other way
than standing vide open.
Come to order 7 said Arabella, with dignity,
rapping on the high desk.
Come to whst?' asked Bill Jenkins
Hold your tongue, sir = return ed the teacher
Bill thrust out bis lingua member, and took
it between bis thumb and fnger, to the great
aausement of the rest OF the school.
Classifying. and sscertsining names and ages
occupied most of the forenoon.
MAY g'Outg asked Bill Jenkins, getting uI
in his seat.
No, YOU may sit down. said Arabella be-
} patience fast giving out.
Bill seized bis hat jumped out Of the win
dow without ceremony.
SchoOlmsrm, Susan Grey spit on nv dime
D pail' cried a small voice from the corser.
And Allie Diggs eat up my turnover creC
the aforesaid Susan GREY.
D NAV leave nv seatf | want some water
yelled Simon Sykes
4 NV nose bleeds | wazt to g'outp remark
ed little Tommy Taylor.
Sarah Jane Stiles has got nv ingy rubber
and is rubbing her cheeks with il to make uu
! red = screamed Miss Patty Prmweed
Z Arsbella was trying TO get silence, when th
. door opened, and in walked foil grown snims
OF the pOrcine species. gruntng and snuhing.
il Arsbels screamed and jumped for the desk
i rucking up her skirts and striking the bristl
quAdruped With her parasOl.
. The cAildren scampered from the house, bu
y Araoela vas afraid TO get down and follow then