Dodge City times., 1888-03-29

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Other people do not know the best of HIM
"Does he favor the fathers or mother
side 90 inquired the masters wife,
~ don't know said Phoebe
"But your kinfolks could tell"
II don't know any Of them" responde,
Phoebe, briefly. and IL great stamping out
side the door broke through this converse
ton.
The master entered with a second an,
smaller self at his heels, excepting that h,
was gray 2rd stout and his son was light
locked and chubby. He wore blue arm,
Overcoat, and the boy one of similar cut ant
color.
"Well, here you are, OcS-e,'' said Mrs
/ Barker
THE Ogre's late tonight - he responded
! in great bass. .'Hc hal i've stupid fools
to eat up. And here's Miss Phoebe" HI
advanced his square paw and shook her
hand.
''Are you going to eat me for another
fool, Mr.. Barker!'
81 hope not. But We'll see how you have
your German. Orcutt Barker, take off YOU,
hat, sir, when you come under q roof, and
speak to Miss Phoebe
II was waiting till you gave me chance,
sir" responded Orcutt, boldly, with the ap-
pearance of enjoying skirmisnes with his
bury father.
''Mind yolr tongue, sir, mind your
tongue growled the master. rolling his
sons head between lis; PAINS. Neither of
them could resist touSI.lg romp, which
lasted until the elier felt ;;,l.-iciently re-
laxed from his day 5 toll. vlln he at once
resumed his ma5ti1f-ikc dciaeanor, and
Orcutt gravely shook hands with Phoebe and
hung up their wraps.
"Well, Miss Phebe,'' said the master,
planting his feet on the hearth and gather
ing his coattails under his arms. what is
the height of tree on the opposite side of
the river, which forms one side of a tri-
angle, the hypotenuse being
please, no, Mr.. Barker. Try me with
the German
'What's the hvpotenusc. par' inquired
Orcutt, immediately bringing slate and
pencil.
''There is nothing in the world,' said the
master, $50 beneficial and strengthening to
the mind as that same science of mathe-
matics.''
whats the hypotenuse, pa!'' repeated
Orcutt, ,importun;.vel J, y,twi5ching his fathers
krousers.
The m2st1r tuned and drew long
switch oil = mcl !. where, from E,lber
and JUICY snooG III dried i'll uiSuSe to
brittleness, and sngyastively measured the
distance between his outstretched hand and
his sont1fat legs.
''Thats the hypotenuse,' threatened the
master. The son set down giggling to solve
other imaginary problems
Supper was coming upon the table.
Mr.. Barkers basso seemed to reverberate
among the dark joists.
''NOw, Miss Phoebe, let US have that verb
corrugated before we blunt our minds with
eating.''
Phoebe therefore plunged into German
conjunction and afterwards produced her
exercise from her pocket; he examined it
frowning
"Whats this! This is too ambitious. A
good student keeps his eye on the structure
of the language; he doesn't run after senti-
ment."
''It's the last part of Schiller's Diver
and is familiar enough to every body but
me-" said Phoebe. 81 did enjoy it. The
sense of much Of it came to me without the
"Yes, l don't doubt itp' commented the
master, dissentingly snorting. 'Let me
hear you pronounce now''
ut bears one along,' pleaded Phoebe,
''even the foOlhardiness which took him
under the water second time after he had
brought up the cup in safety once.'
The master listened to her reading, giving
vent to gutteral corrections, while she took |
her momentary stand in his book alcove |
The sash there was not SO deeply imbedded |
n logs as were the other windows, and such
ate light as still struggled across the clear
ng illuminated her and her German text.
Mrs. Barker drew back her own chair from
he table and announced with housewifely
'ormality that supper was ready. Orcutt,
laving suspended his ciphering to hear
ohoebe's exercise, Eow briskly laid aside
us slate; and the master was willing to
postpone further drill until he had filed the
,lates on the table.
'Come, Miss Phebe,' said he. "Some
lay, with constant practice and the chance
i conversing with intelligent Germans,
'ou may get a fair grip Of the language"
"What's the matter, child!" exclaimed
drs. Barker. "What do you see out there1"
"Oh, nothing, nothing" replied Phoebe,
oming swiftly away from the window.