The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1875-04-15
DANBURY SPELLING.


inaugurated in Merrill's grocery store
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, din,
din-Indin."
The teacher shook his head. "Well,
declare, I thot I had it, said the
speuer, with keen disappointment
but he picked up when the second
man started, and eyed him with con-
siderable anxiety.
The next man with desperate ear.
nestness, said: "I-n, in, de, de, indie,
u-n. un-Indeun."
Then he sighed, and gazed anxi-
ously 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 a rod ont; but
go on let's some more try"
The teacher told the second speller
that he also had failed, whereupon he
siged again.
Then the third man took hold. He
squared himself upon his seat, and,
holding up one finger, tickled off the
letters with becoming solemnity, as fol.
lows. SIN, in, d-d-d-a da, india, in,
in-Indain.
The old party on the end of the
bench, who had been lettering on the
precipice Of a laugh while this effort
was being put forth. snickered right
out in a loud guffaw 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 bis
failure was announced, cast a baleful
glance at the old party, whose turn
had now 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
"1-n in, gin, Ingin."
His smile deepened into a broad
grin as he watched the chagrin flush
to the countenances of the other spell
lers who had been misled all the time
on a wrong pronunciation of the word
He was CALMING with all his might
when the teachir said:
"You amt gothic right word"
"Wh-ah-ot ?" and he bore down on
the brazen-faced youth a look calcuP
lated to freeze him to the bone.
Indian is the word. There is nc
such word as Ingin," said the teacher
80, there isn't, hey? (sarcastically)
You know, of course. You know all
about it. You pimply"-
"But, my dear sir, r
"You needn't apologize to me-
shouted the old party, stamping thu
floor with his cane. "Who be you
any way, putting on your airs abou'
me? could twist your scrawny necl
off Of you in two minutes, you white
livered puppy, you"
"But, my dear sir, let me ex'-
1T tisn't 1njin, is it?" ground on
the old chap, between his teeth. IT.
somethin' else, I suppose. O, yes
you know, Of course. And a nice on
you are, with your eddication. Why
don't your mother send back then
apples she borrowed a month ago ?
and he looked around the store Will
a triumphant glare of sarcasm.
! "But just hear me-
| "Hear you! Who are you, an,
way? What's your father? When
he drawed 4 sober breath, 1 shoul'
like to know? An where's you
smart brother, Ben In prism some
where, I'll.bes bound. Oh, I kno,
yer hull family like book. And
wuss lot than they are can't be foun
in this neighborhood, and you jus
put that IN your pipe and smoke i
you egregious ass. Talk to me abou
spellin'," and the old man, stampin
his cane again, stalked passionatel
out Of the store. .~l.- ...~.,-.., e~.gsa
i q. The lesson was them postponed
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