The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-01-03
A GREAT TEACHER.

I law, yet the institutions of learning in some parts of the state are in a very back ward condition. Several days ago, the superintendent of public instruction, while making horseback tour of one of the "back counties" stopped at little cabin rom which the mumbliHg. sounds of ar- plication were issuing. He tied his horse to neighboring sapling and knocked at the door.
 "Come in!" called an uncult;vated voice.
 Upon entering, he saw tangled-haired man, with pole in his hand, sitting on slab-bench. Some fifteen or twenty scholars were sitting on rough scan.- ling forms, and several of them ware trying to write on the fat side of a log. which having been split and supplied with legs, served as desk.
 "How are you getting alongr asked the superintendent.
 "Fust rate. Oscar Fry, I'll make you git in the pen for that. Git over thar now," punching boy with his pole. One orner of the room was partitioned of by means of a rail showed between the cracks This enclosure was the pen. Oscar having received his sentence, at once entered upon the discharge of his duties as convict.
 "What are your hours for teaching p asked the superintendent.
 "Wall, we ginnerally take in at day. light an turn out at dark, but as the days air gittin' short, we halter hold over leetle while in the night"
 " Do your pupils learn very rapidly P"
 Some O lem larn putty peart, an' some drag along putty slow"
 "You give satisfaction, supposes'
 !" Wall, I reckon do. Dolph Moore. git in the pen. see you chawin' that paper. l loughter to give satisfaction fur Two been teachin' long enough"
 " Are you graduate ?"
 |" Not exactly"
 Where did you get your learning ?n
 " Jest picked it up, fust ono place an then another allus was peart scholar" looking up with an air of pride.
 In what branch are you the.most pro- fcient p
 "Wall uster 'gratulate myself on my sPellin', but as l git older an settle down to square out study, have tuck up the idee that l ken knock the socks offen grammar. Ain't nobody that ken beat nae in that air study. Here, Sim Parks r'
 "Yes, sir"
 'Whut's noun, Simf"
 A hoss"
 Coneck"
 "Whut's verb 7"
 Sim began to scratch his head.
 ;" Come, sir, spit it out Whut's a verb ?"
 "A hoss-dy."
 Correck."
 "Now whut's proper verb? Out with it."
 "A saddle"
 "Correck agin'. That'll do. You see, stranger, that know how to teach these here chaps. l thought 9 takin' up g'og'- afy, but thar ain't no use in rushin' the thing. What mout be your business, stranger"
 am the state superintendent of pub- lie instruction"
 "The hell you say! Wall now am glad to meet you. had a notion O writin' to you the other day. tell you what, podner, the lesislatur aughter take some sorter stops toward improvin' our school system, fur we kain't expeck no results as long as ignunt men an wimmin air allowed to teach school. It makes me mad every time think about it. Wv. school teachln' is business. a perfeshun jest the same as law or preachin' is. The teller whut had this here school before got 1t was so ignunt that we had to turn him cut. Wy, sir, he didn't know no more about grammar than a shoat does about the constertushun. fixed him though. Fotch some O the trustees with me one day an happened in on him. thought that would put him through on grammar, so, sorter cockin' my eye at ,ne of the trustees l axed whut part O, 'peech wuz coon, an' blamed ef he iidn't say it was ahyphen. when even the trustees, as ignunt as they wuz, knowed hat coon is partyciple. Wal can't Iou squat longer7 Good day. Come 'uten the pen you fellers an git your 'eadin' lessons"
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