The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1875-06-04
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Saturday evening. A young man,
who, last winter, aided Mr.. Couch in
the management of the North Centre
School, conducting the class. The
first word he gave out was Indian.
The first man said: "I-n, in, din,
din-Indin."
The teacher shook his head. "Well
l declare, I thot I had it." said the
speller, with keen disappointment;
but he picked up when the second
man started, and eyed him with con-
siderable anxiety.
The next man with desperate arm
estness, said, "I-n in, de, de, u-n--
Indeun."
Then he sighed and gazed anxious
ly at the teacher, while the old party
at the end of the bench, who was
watching the efforts with derisive
amusement, turned the quid in his
mouth, and said:
"You amt in a rod ont; but go on;
let's su more try"
The teacher told the second speller
that he also had failed, whereupon he
sighed again.
The third man took hold. He
squared himself upon his seat, and
holding up one finger licked off the
letters with becoming solemnity as
follows: "I-n in, d-d-d-a, da, in in,
Indian"
The old party on the end Of the
bench, who had been teetering on
the precipice Of laugh while this
effort was being put forth, snickered
right out in a loud guffaw at its con
clusion.
"Well, that's spell for you,
mus say" And he laughed again
The speller said nothing, but h,
grew red in the face when his failure
was announced, and cast a banefu
glance at the old party, whose turr
had now come, and who said:
"You people should keep away
from Ohio, you should. And now III
tackle that little word" and he smiled
all over his face and his eyes twinkled
with merriment, and looking sideways
from one door to the other, he rapid.
| ly spelled
"I-n, in, gin, gin, Ingin."
| His smile deepened into q broad
grin as he watched the chagrin flush
to the countenance of the other spell
ers, who had been misled all the time
on wrong pronunciation of the word.
He was grinning with all his might
when the teacher said.
"You amt got the right word"
"Wh-a-otp" and he bore down ON
the brazen-faced young man look
calculated to freeze him to the bone.
"Indian is the word. There is
no such a word as Ingin," said the
teacher.
20, there isn't (sarcastically)? You
know Of course. You know all abort it
you pimply-"
"But my dear sir, l."
"You needn't apologize to me, A"
shouted the old party, stamping the
floor with his cane. "Who be you,
anyway, putting on your airs about
me? l could twist your scrawny neck
off Of you in two minutes, you white
livered puppy, you"
"But my dear sir, let me ex---"
ut isn't Ingin, is it, ground out
the old man between his teeth. "Its
something else, l suppose. 0, yesl
you know OF course. And nice one
you with your eddication. Why don't
your mother send back them apples
she borrowed month agop" and he
looked around the store with trium-
phant glare of sarcasm.
"But Just hear me-"
Hear you'll Who are you, anyway?
What'syour father; when's he drawed
sober breath, I'd like to know? And
where's your smart brother Ben? In
prison somewhere, I'll be bound. 0,
! know your hull family like u book
And wuss lot than they are can't be
found in the neighborhood, and just
put that in your pipe and smoke il,
you egregious ass. Talk TO me about
speilinj" and the old man, stamping
his cane again, stalked passionately
out of the store.
The lesson was then postponed.
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