The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1877-03-22

nobody left to deal tenderly with me
or mine-''now pray try and give
your thoughts to the subject in hand.
It is the simplest thing in the world
and these rudiments once conquered,
the rest will follow. Now, a man
sold his farm for $3.50 dollars, and
AIS of this is 10 of the cost of his
house, and the house cost three times
as much as the store; now what was
the cost of the house and the store 2
His voice was 50 persuasive, so dis
tinct, it must have been a pleasant
voice to listen to at the school, even
if the poor little blockheads could
make neither head nor tail to his
meaning. I looked at Mr.. Slade, then
out of the window, where the mellow
light of sunset shone, and away over
at the wooded hills beyond, and I
thought how, such little while ago,
it was spring landscape all bathed in
tenderest green, and now it was au-
tumn, the grass was sere and brown,
the leaves falling, the branches like
skeletons against the evening sky.
"Madam-my dear Mrs. Sweet, :"
said the voice of the schoolmaster,
81 beg your attention to these few
| first rules. It is distasceful to me to
leave you a prey to the coarse habits of
these village women, who faunt their
finery in an obtrusive and unbecoming
manner, and grudge you the poor re-
ward for your labor.
ssShe Said the seams were crooked,
and perhaps they were,' Isaid; for |
knew he meant Mrs. Chapel, '1'm
not very good at sewing, or-or any.
thing.'' Then two big tears rolled
out of my eyes upon Charley's slate,
and blurred the schoolmaster' pretty
figures, which so distressed him that
} he got up and took turn about the
room. Then he came back to the table
again.
"Dear Mrs. Sweet, he said, quite
imploringly, "if you would only make
up your mind to master these first
rules! A man sold his farm for 8,37(
dollars
"And I'm sure he got good price
for it, / broke in; s'and whatever nj
got for his house, it must have beer
all it was worth. AS for his store,
don't want to know anything about it
| can't see that it s any of my business
5 Mr.. Slade, and l can't bother with i
l lust now. fit was home alone, O.
+. store alone, or farm alone-but t.
+, cut them all up and put them together
again like patch quilt is impossible
for me to think Of, Mr.. Slade. | can
e do it. never could, and it's ridicu
D lous to ask me such a thing, Mr.. Slade
All can do after you go away is to 6
2 on working for Mrs. Chapel till dro
i dead: and if it wasn't for Charley,
s wouldn't care how soon that woul
: be-"
p Then I put my head down on the t.
J. BILE and cried. ready to break my heart
| couldn't help it. l was the mos
n wretched creature in the world, an
e my heart was full. l couldn't hel
= the cry, and I'm glad now that | die
t. For suddenly felt his strong ar1
IF tremble on the back of my chair.
D cit is so sad and terrible" I sait
re ssto have the seams always crooke'
ID and Mrs. Chapel"
le Confusion to Mrs. Chapel and HI
ir crooked seams Tell me, madam
i. Mrs. Sweet-tell me, dear little hear
1T would it not even be better to gi1
I'd over your future to a grim old ped
re gogue like me! It shall at least /
in free from crooked seams and puzzlir
it problems"
~ lheaved little sigh Of relief, al
IN his strong arm fell shelteringly abo
~ me.
O. eff Heaven will vOuchsafe to me
he said, getting back to his dear Q
It. wordy way, ''your sweet cOmpanio
nv ship for all the days to come, l c;
ne even find it in my heart to be graf
|e. full to Mrs. Chapel, land wish her well
"a don't know what said, but eve
IS. body knows that never could see a
at fault in Mr.. Slade, and don't to tt
he day. He fills his professors cha
st. and / have ever SO many comfortat
le. ones at home. Charley is a splend
ke mathematician; but there is lit
fellow just creeping into fractions, "a
ha he came to me the other day, his de
ro little brains sore with puzzling Ov
su that self-same sum.
Nd "And please, mamma" he beggt
or "a man sold his farm for $3.50 dolla
~ and 14-15 of this is----."
" " go to papa, darling" | said; 8
no found out the cost of it long ago; /
he as for me, dear, I'm glad to say thai
~ never could make it Out----nevec.