Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1886-12-09

| - 80. oui isctufer mad stated that
On saturday afternoon he would IL
p'eased 20 go through our papers with
Us, 70 discuss points OF interest. er-
pam difficulties, and remove possihla
misconceptions. We were to % ~
nm slngly. was to 90 alone to The
man who. Ihad said, was shy az n,s
ana thought of me as girl and could
not forget that 1 was a girl. whom +
had ssld blushed. The thought was
Saturday came. The girls wara
cheerful, go first, Cts, they saia-rss,o
first and get it over" 80
Yes, will go first" l said. Rat
when he came faltered and nm. al
the evH moment, and Claudia Nall
ana Lottie all went in before me.
lie IS not shy to-day.n renor+aa
Nell on her return. 81 think. Cis that
perhaps we were mistaken about him
Or, perhaps. he was under the imnras.
sion that We were learned oiyIs. aftar
| our papers and our chatter he knows
us better and thinks very little OF us.
he rs solemn-horribly solamn And
no old man could be severer. oh; he
IS quite at his ease"
Nell had reported traly. He was
quite at his ease. He was SITTING wait-
ing at table which had pens and ink
ana papers on 1T; there was no expec.
fancy IN his attitude; he seemed a lit.
tie bored. indeed; he sat with his back
towards the door, one elbow on the
table, his hand proppiug his chin. He
rose when he heard me, and looked AT
me calmly enough as he shook hands
Miss Chrystal2'' he said
eyes" said, meekly.
lie touched chair that stood be-
SIDE his at the table, and sat down
with feeling OF obedience. His face
was grave, his manner, as Nell had
said, severe; | wondered how | conId
have thought him nervous; he looked
/ as though he had never blushed. he
seemed quite unaffected by the con
seriousness that his pupil was q oirI
tie seated himself beside me, and drew
q corrected exescise towards him.
This think, is your paper, Miss
Yes" said in a small voice-.I-I
think so, Mr.. T'ador.'
tie was turning the pages slowly and
grayeiy. ! sat looking down at my
/ hands folded meekly on the table and
did not see his face.
Your first answer isis made
| quate"
The first part of Stubs isis very
difficult" said, venturing to look
up.
! There was a strange quick little
twinkle Tor a moment in his eyes as
ne g,aneed at me; but his lips did not
smile
In the next question:" he said
slowly. you confuse-or seem to con-
fuse-two things, the constitutions
and the Assize of Clarendon-a slip,
perhaps
He was looking steadily and calmly
| at me, waiting. For the first time in
my life | felt small and young and
meek. forgot that was 10 and no
longer a schoolgirl. i was ovecwhelm-
ed with a sense OF my own ignorance.
Mott was not Slip" said Con
stltutional history is quite-quite
new to me"
$50 Ihad gathered from your pa
per- he said quietly.
His very gravity and quietness
seemed like bitterest satire. He said
he did not grasp my theory here-did
not follow my argument there. And |
had had no theory--I could not follow
/ my own argument. He grew more
grave and quiet and slow The lump
in my throat grew larger every mo-
ment. II had been brought up in a
family of girls Ishould have burst into
| tears before him. | sat still and
looked at my own brown fingers
clasping one another and answered
! briefly
At last he pushed back his chair a
little ami gave me my paper, folded.
"You will have to read very steadily,
Miss Crystal"
Yes" said, in a small voice.
For some months"
''Yes," said again.
"TEe rest of the class are far ahead
| OF You"
''Yes-yes-I know" said.
| He seemed to have nothing more
wholesomely Illuminating to say to
me, and understood that the inter-
view might end, and rose TO 60. He
rose, too. Immediately. Most of our
lecturers nodded at us and sat still.
Mr.. Tudor conceded something to my
girlhood He stood when ! stood,
! and remained standing as he continu-
ed to speak to me. He threw out q
crumb of praise.
"Your style is clear,n he said.
when you deal with subjects within
your grasp-when you do not get out
of your depth--your style is clear de
cidedly Not an altogether historical
style, but lucid.'
! felt that, on the whole, his blame
had been lees humiliating than this
his praise He held open the door
for me and shook hands gravely with
a quiet smile.
"Good afternoon" he said.
Good afternoon" replied, and l
fled.
The girls had invaded my study and
| were lazily stretched on my bed and
window-seat and rug waiting for me.
"Well?" they said.
/ sat down beside Claudia on the
hearthrug and tore my corrected pa
per into small atoms and burnt them.
al hate him. / said, poking the FIRE
vigorously and pushing the shoulder
ing paper into the fames-'1 hate
himi He thinks me conceitedi He
thinks me horridl He tries to be sa-
tirical because he thinks me pulled up.
He laughs at mel saw it in his eyes
more than once-always-every
time | looked at him. said he blush
ed said he thought OF me as a girl
said he blushed because | spoke to
him. And he despises mel And he
will never, never forget"
And there / forgot that belonged
to family of boys where no one ever
wept, and burst into sudden tears;
and Claudia. Nell and Lottie fell to
comforting me.
As the weeks went on / grew more
and more convinced that hated and
always should hate Mr.. Tudor-tbat
he thought meyoung, ignorant, stupid,
flippant, spoilt and conceited; that he
despised my intellect, remembered my
foolish speeches, and always would
remember them. His eyes had a way
of twinkling when helooked at me and
looked away again; all the perplexins
questions seemed to fall to me, and
his lips twitched when spoke OF CAV
elkind as custom duty, and found
Wolsey guilty under the Statute OF
Purveyance. He seemed to enjoy my
bfunders; the worst mistakes OF Clau-
dia. Nell and Lottie never provoked
in him even temptation to smile.
But the bad half-hour in my week
was on Saturday afternoons when
went alone to him, and sat by his side
whilst he spread out that weeks his,
tory paper OF mine before HIM ana
commented on its faults and required
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