The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1875-06-10
Danbury Spelling.

An impromptu spelling school was in
augurated in Merrills grocery Saturday
evening A young man who last winter
aided Mr.. Couch in the management of
the North Center School conducted the
class The first word he gave out was
Indian.
The first man said, "I-n in, d-i-n-In-
din"
The teacher shook his head. "Well, 1
declare, l thot had it, said the speller,
with keen disappointment but he pick
ed up when the second man started, and
eyed him with considerable anxiety.
The next man, with desperate earnest
ness, said: "I-n in, de de, u-n un-In-
deun"
Then he sighed and gazed anxiously at
the teacher, while an 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 within rod on't but 60
on; let's some more try.
The teacher told the second speller
that. he also had failed, whereupon he
sighed again.
Then the third man took hold. He
squared himself upon the seat, and, hold
ing up one finger, licked off the letters
with becoming solemnity, as follows:
In IN, GA ga, lnQd, In in-1nQaln.
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 loud guf-
faw at its conclusion.
"Well, that's spell for you, I must
say" And then he laughed again. The
speller said nothing, but he grew very
red in the face when his failure was an
nounced, and cast baleful glance to the
old party whose turn had come, and who
said:
"And now I'll tackle that little word" !"
and he smiled all over his face, while his
eyes twinkled with merriment, and,
| looking sideways from one to the other,
he rapidly spelled
"I-n in, gin gin, Ingin."
His smile deepened into broad grin
as he watched the chagrin flush to the
countenances of the other spoilers, 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-ah-ot?" and he bore down on the
| brazen-faced youth look calculated to
freeze him to the bone.
"Indian is the word. There is no such
word as Ingin,'' said the teacher.
"Oh, there isn't, hey2' (sarcastically. }
You know, of course. You know all
about it. You pimply--'
But my dear sir, Il
you needn't apologize to me" shout
ed the old party, stamping the floor with
his cane.
"Who be you. anyway, putting on your
airs about me? l could twist your scraw-
ny neck off Of you in two minutes, you
white-lvered puppy, you"
"But, my dear sir, let me ex-
at isn't Injun, is i" ground out the
old chap between his teeth. "Its some
thin else, suppose. o yes! you know,
of course. And nice one you are with
your eddication. Why don't your moth
er send back them apples she borrowed
a month ago?" and he looked around the
store with a triumphant glare of sarcasm.
But just hear me-
"Hear you! Who are you, anyway
What's your father? When's he drawed
a sober breath, l should like to know
An where's your smart brother Ben
In pris' n somewhere, I'll be bound Oh,
1 know yer hull family like q book. And
a wuss lot than they are can't be found
in this neighborhood. and you just put
| that in your pipe and smoke it, you eg-
regious ass Talk to me about spellin' "
and the old man stamped his cane again,
and stalked passionately out of the store.
The lesson was then postponed,-Dan-
bury NeaoS.