Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1869-10-26
Whipped into Love.

duck-footed varment, overlooking with dull
concoit, and stupid idea of nothing in
particular excepting to stand upon the con-
trary side of everything l dared to. OF
course | ignored the idea of summer schools
and school-marms and small boys with
satchels, and little girls with pinafores,
were my aversion, because | had contested
the ground pretty elfectually with masters
before now, and didn't care to begin back
and mix up with the small fry. But an un-
lucky sprain Of the wrist, that prevented
me from "raking after" and appearing
generally useful, and prc-emptory COM
mand from the head governor Of our
"home" institution not to be "idling my
time" sent me back one fine day in sum-
mer to the little brown schoolhouse, and
likewise to the future dictation of sixteen
year old school-marm.
Miss Lucy Buxton, at sixteen, was what
might safely be denominated smart one.
She was handsome, too, regular Venus
in petticoats; but that made no difference
to me in the opening Of the campaign,
for, like most overgrown boobies, | deter
mined to regard the little woman in the
light Of an enemy and despot.
She was kind to begin with, though she
frowned now and then, and called me by
al"I-0 TnUa my IL o+ II
throwing paper wads at smaller boys, and
when at last | was drummed up to recite,
with all my imperfection on my head, in
stead of pronouncing me an incorrigible
blockhead, as she had right to do, she
took hold very patiently and assisted me
over the stumblihg-blocks. But this only
showed me my inferiority, and rendered
, me moro DISPOSED to rebel than ever. Sc
the first day passed, and I cudgelled my
brains all night in plotting mischief fol
the morrow.
The next day was first at school, ant
: bctwixt filling up the iukstands with water
distributing crooked pins points Up in thu
scholars seats; and manufacturing straw
efigy of the school-marm to show my con
tempt, my time was pretty well occupieC
till school hours.
A little before nine, A. NJ, the scholar
came in, the larger and bolder ones shout
ing and dancing round the straw image a
5 though they enjoyed the fun, and abov
all the surprise in store for the school
$ marin, while the younger and more timi
looked scared and amazed ct such willfu
temority:
: At last Miss Lucy Buxton arrived, an
the children scattered helter-skeltcr fo
y their seats, dumped down, and then cam
up like Indian rubber balls, with "oh' S
} and 'tah's' and various excamations {
electrical surprise--perhaps pain, thoug
| didn't feel it, being too obtusc to syn
d pathize in the Affections Of others. Bl
II they bore their martydom, with the e.
ception of some Of the smaller ones, wi
u whimpcred a little, right manfully starir
Is at me in a body rs the inquisitor.
le What does this ?" cried Mi
SC Buxton, looking from one to another
% while flush of anger and perplexity swe
le over her features.
'e "Pleath; num-" broke in little fiis
I" who had 10 doubt felt the sharp point
r the joke, "thombody has stuck pins in n
seat"
The school-marm appeared to be Who'll
unconscious of this pointed declaratio
l for she had caught sight of the straw il
C. age stationed behind the desk, and sto
regarding II like one pctrifcd.
RS At length her astcnishment subside
Is and look that BODIED no good to the .
linquent famed out of her eyes: With
Nv sweep of the hand she dashed aside I
IS image, and turning, with an imperic
re gesture, declared in quivering tones Il
lei he who did this should rue Il
he A series Of questions and crota.questl'