Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-01-29
BREAKING UPA SCHOOL,
Ind Resolving to Hare Some Fun With
Defeated Looking Teacher.


Ind Resolving to Hare Some Fan Uith q
DeEicGte-LookingT Teacher.
In was given out in church Sunday, says
the HoaUkeye, that school would OPEN on
Monday morning. After the evening SER
vice the boys got together and talked it
over, and decided to give the new teacher
day or two, and the boys were tired of skat-
ing, so they thought they could spend
week educating themselves in how to break
up school. On the evening we were duly
elected member of the class of hard
citizens, and we were to open the ball and
do something bad, get the teacher to lick
us and the boys were to jump in and help.
Monday morning the school commenced,
and the teacher proved to be sickly look
ing, slim sort of fellow, timid, nervous
man, with head and face like girl.
Every time he looked at one of the boys
there seemed to be an expression on his
face as though he would say, Il hope you
will be good" When he had anything to
say to the scholars he said please, and gave
other evidences of being pretty soft, we all
thought. That morning the weather
changed, and it froze hard, and at recess
the boys got together and said we will wind
up the school befor noon and go out on the
ice. It was our turn tobe bad, and it COM
menced right off. The big boys had to
carry in the wood and lay it down quietly
by the stove. We took in an armful an d
dropped it on the floor so that it shook the
building and loosened the stove pipe.
The pipe came out of the chimney and
filled the room with smoke, but it was put
back, and the slim teacher only reprimand
ed Us, and said that it must not occur
again. We just ached to go after some
more wood, but there was no opportunity.
Pretty soon the teacher said we might GO
and get pail of water, and while at the
we'll we decided to stumble on entering the
scool room, and spill the water all over the
floor, and thus give the sickly looking teach
or a chance to show what he was made of.
The teacher was near the stove, and we
stumbled, the water went all over every
thing wetting his boots and making him
pretty mad. In sizing him up we had not
noticed before that his eyes were as black
as Goals, and that he seemed to be about
eight feet high, but as he looked at us, We
could see it plainly. He seemed to read
our thoughts and knew that it was done on
purpose, and we have always thought he
heard the boys talking it over at recess.
Any way, he jumped clear across the room,
grabbed us by the neck and sat US down in
the water, then he lifted us up and shook
us so the teeth ratified, then he seemedsto
grab US all over and just maui US. We got
a chance, once or twice, to look around to
the back seats, as he was revoleing US
around on our own axsis, to see If the other
boys were coming to help us put him out
door s, but they were the most studious lot
of big boys we ever saw. They had their
heads down in their books, and their lips
were moving in silent prayer. After the
teacher had mopped the floor with us, he
took us by the slack of the pants, just as a
dog would carry duck, and went his desk
and got big hickory ruler, and proceeded
to dry our pants. Well, it was the mean
est way to dry pants that ever was, while
it dried them well enough, it left greatridg
esinside of them that made a corrugated
chair almost necessity. The boys did
not fulfill their part of the pro-
gramme, and when the teacher got
through drying our pants, he said "Please
return to your seat" we felt as though his
politeness was perfect sham. We looked
at the boys as we went to our seat, but
they never looked up. We have witnessed
contested seats in the legislature since, but
never saw one so exciting as that one in
the old white school house, at the foot of
the hill. The teacher never spoke during
the proceedings, and when it was over he
looked even paler and more sickly than
when he had one hand in the hair that
once grew where we are now bald, while
the other was at work in the vineyard. But
none of the boys seemed to care to pitch on
to sick man, and he taught that school
two terms, and never had to whip another
boy. That was the last school we ever
broke up. The slim, sickly teacher is an
old man now, living quietly in this state,
with children as old as we are, and we &C.
casionally see him and ask him if he re-
members how we broke up the school. He
is feeble now, and walks with a cane, but
if we had to have fight withisshim, even
now, we would hire a man to do it.