The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1880-09-04

nateiy. O. there he comesp' as the fig-
ure Of the teacher came through the
oaks. He was smiling and carried his
hat in his hand. .
worked at trade, eh?' muttered
Logan. ..Shoveling coal? And the
pauper comes here to lord it over gen.
| tlemenn' - -,s s.rt.
I"Hush, hush, Loganr' whispered.
But was perplexed. Logan's ways OF
thinking had always been mine.
"You have seen the trustees, Mr..
March?'' said mother, going forward to
meet him.
"Yes madam, yes," laughing nerv-
ously. "The truth is l can scarcely be-
lieve the news. You will think 1t
strange, no doubt, but really it is the
first piece of good fortune that ever
came to me which did not work for. "
He was very pale and great drops
stood on his bony forehead.
"You have worked for this" my
mother said, cordially, holding out her
hand. "And you have deserved it."
.sThank you. You are very good,
madam" taking for moment her ex-
tended hand. Ibid you know they
have doubled my salary from the pres
emit time? Why, it is large income!
l can bring Josephine on at once.
"In fact, went directly from school
to the village and telegraphed for her
to come. Twill rent that little house
by the Branch and she shall keep house
for me. Just to think! Ishall have
the child with me for the rest of my
life. For they say positively that the
position will be permanent"
"Come along, Magr' grumbled Lo-
gan. I" He chatters like child" SO
Mother did not hear him. She was
very kind to the poor happy teacher
during the week that followed She
sent some of our people to clean the
little cottage that he had rented and
helped him choose and arrange the bits
of furniture which he bought for it.
There is really no reason why you
and your sister should not make your
home with u.s." she said. sour house
is great barracks'-
mo, no; you are very kind. but to
have my own home and little Josie
keeping house for mep never hoped
for thatr'
Logan was moody and irritable;
whipped the dogs and struck the ne
groes, taking care to keep out OF moth
er's sight.
I" / tink de debble got possession O.
dat boy" said old manner.
! But / knew what was the matter.
I" Mother is insane!' he said. To
bring coal-heaver to rule over Lash
ley#
In school he was insolent, refused to
open his books, and when Master March
demonstrated, laughed sneeringly in
his face.
This continued for o week. When
the day came for his sister to arrive the
teacher was as much excited by Logan's
conduct as by the happiness of seeing
her. He hurried through the woods
and overlook us in the morning on our
way to school.
my boy" he said, gently. placing
his hand on Logan's shoulder, " wish
to speak word to you. 1t seems to
me that you presume upon the gratitude
l owe to your mother. You know how
painful it would be to me to correct her
son. I appeal TO your honor. Is 1t
rightp Is it the part of a gentleman to
place me in so difficult q positionP"
Take your hand DOWN. said Logan
furiously. 1.-The Lashleys allow no
man to touch their persons! Who are
you, sir, to dictate to me the conduct
becoming gentlemanf"
II am your teacher" said Mr.. March
with quiet dignity, "as well as your
mothers friend. warn you, Logan,
that shall do my duty as both IL main
tanning the discipline of the school, and
l shall be forced to punish you in some
marked way il you deserve it."
Logan made no reply, but brushed
roughly past him and went into the
school.
The children in the little log school
house were excited that day. They all
knew the teacher was going into his
new house in the afternoon, that his
sister was coming, and that Madam
Lashley was to have cosy little supper
ready for them, just the two alone.
The classes never seemed so long, or
the hot afternoon so slow in creeping
by. Then, when one OF Logan's classes
when Master March spoke to him he
did not move. ..
Books were dropped. The boys for
got to recite, in their open-mouthed GU
riosity as to whether Logan Lashley or
the teacher would come off the victor.
The teacher so much wished to avoid
extreme measures that the first offense
he allowed to pass. At length the cri-
sis came. The Latin class was called.
Logan remained seated. .tS ~ 81
"Lashley, you will take your place, T"
| said Mr.. March, quietly.
No answer.
| / ran to him and begged him, in q
whisper, for mothers sake, to 60. He
shook me of, folded his arms and stared
defiantly out of the window.
"Lashley," said Mr.. March, evil
you take your place in the class, or
shall l be compelled to oblige you to do
itP"
"Oblige me to do it! You cannot!