The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1883-10-11
Franks Dream.

Ae' INC see Ii sixteen men can do q
piece of work in fifteen DAYS. and oro,
man cam Oh, nonsensel nv bsaS
is in tangle already. | win mt =
dash near that, showing I think if i
pretty tough
Having thus addressed himself. Franz
Abbott laid his slate down upon HE
desk, closed his arithmetic. nut that ~
top of his slate, and then folding bis
arms. rested these on the slate. It wSe
so much easier to do this, and then
watch the sun sinking toward the mr.
pie hills than to be in ferment and
worry about "sixteen men in fifteen
/ days. There he remained LOOKING
away from his desk through the low
school-room window, while the am
hung out more and more tempting
| pieces of cloud-drapery in the western
sky, as if conscious that school-bov
was watching the display 1t was not
a prolonged watch on Franks part, for
the masters bell was sharply ringing
ont the warning for dismissal. Frank
took his book under his arm and went
home. At the door he met Aunt Sa-
brina, his fathers housekeeper. She
was looking at pile of wood in the
yard, cycling it sharply through her
bright spectacles.
do you s'pose you could tackle
that, Frankpn
"You mean to saw it?''
"Well, / can't say that mean to saw
it. Aunt S'brinay did saw and split
when she was young, but she's past that
now. Could you do it? It would save
your father heap. He's away coastin'.
and money for the wood would eat a bic
hole into his pay"
Frank thought of his father in the
coasting schooner, Gypsy" and knew
that his fathers fight with storm and
wave was also fight with poverty, and
he wanted to help him, but that big.
wood-pile! He could saw part of it, but
he couldn't saw the whole. He shook
his head and answered Aunt Sbrinay
slowly.
'Fraid-'fraid not! know can't
"Humn' said Aunt Sabrina, and she
went into the house.
After supper Frank took up his arith-
metic. He also pulled out from draw
er slate, and then he groaned.
"Oh, dear, that questions1 can never
do it! Sixteen men in fifteen days
nonsense! Aunt Sabrina,'' he called
aloud, ''don't you think they have some
ridiculous things in arithmeties?n
| 81 don't know" said Aunt Sabrina.
who was knitting. when | was gal
they said was pretty good at fggers.
Here Aunt Sabrina Strengthened up
her form as if conscious of new dignity
in the recollection of her old skill at
''fggers.n
'.Have you tackled it9'' she asked.
'sYou said tackle when yeu men
toned the wood-pile. What good would
it do?"
Hum said Aunt Sabrina, as before
That night Frank had a dream. In
the air he saw beautiful building, and
over one door it sad: "For Frank
A. The remaining letters OF the
| second word in his name were missing
Through the windows he saw elegant
pictures on the wall. He had glimpses
of elegant furniture, chairs, tables, mir
rors.
s'Is that for me?n he asked. 'What
is on my back?'
| AS he asked the second question he
| put his hand behind him, and did DO
feel slate that was strapped there9 A
slate, or was it q ladderP
ats ladder, and I'll set itup against
that house and claim my property,
thought Frank.
He tried the ladder, at least planted
it on the ground, and began to-open
his ewes! He found that somehow be
had thrust his hand under the mat
trass, and was rubbing it over the bea-
Stats! :,
/ s.Those were the ladder-rounds,
thought Frank.
The next morning he laughed ana
said: aunt Sabrina, let me tel You
my funny dream" and he rehearsed
the story of the house, OF the object Oh
his back that felt like slate ana yen
was a ladder.
4 "A slatei Try the ladder on your
arithmetic said Aunt Sabrina. FER
haps Frank A on the house means
Frank Abbott. That is to be seen.
He laughed again.
"What do you mean?n
"Didn't wicked old Pharaoh have an
interpreter of his dreams? Let me lnEef.
pref q don't mean to make you oa'
old Pharaoh). The ladder means,
make an effort and See Whit you, can
do. Try that ladder on your aritnnie
TIC" 80,
Frank made hard effort at cllnlOinS
and solved the problem. II
"Now try your ladder on that w00u.
pile, Frank"
"I'n try, aunt, said Frank laugh
ing. ho,sa
He planted his saw and wood-hoEs'
by the pile. ,nv
AUNT Sabrina, / have set up ~
: ladder" he shouted. Il
"Climb!" replied that energetlc ~
alive. 4hsr
Over that pile, or through it, ratns me-,
went Frank, subduing it to inc ss''
. humble state of fire-wood. !, -,
Franks dream, and we Fouid ~ ~
} forget the ingenious Interpreter, ~
him a vast amount OF good. --6ss'0'" !.
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