The Arizona sentinel., 1888-05-12
INEXCUSABlE CRUELTY.
Two Stories Which Ought to Teach a Good
 Lesson to SchOOl-Teachers.

iN1%NO ShOG6
 Two Stories Which Ought to Teach a Good
 Lesson to School
 As the bell in the tower of one of the great public schools in a Western city rang for the noon recess one day in September, year or two ago. eight hundred children poured out of the wide doors into the yard beneath. Many ot them were ragged and un- tidy. with vacant vicious faces which told of inherited ignorance and degra- dation.
 A group of the toughest boys lin- gered near the door. whispering eager ly, until at last two of them crept quietly up a short flight of steps that led to the office of the superintendent. and scattered some slippery substance over them. They had just time to hide themselves when the superintendent came out H. was an old man, with bent shoulders and a singularIy thoughtful, kindly face; hard work ing man, as his friends knew, with a large family of orphan grandchildren 10 support. H. added to his small salary by writing at night. He nod ded. smiling, to the children, and came down the stairs to watch them play. The next moment he lay stunned and bleeding on the stones be- low, his leg broken in two places. He was crippled for life. The boys who played this trek had been punished. according to school rules. for idleness and bad conduct, and this was their revenge on "old Crawley."
 In a fashionable private school al the same time d young girl was em- ,i9. ed to teach German. There were but few pupils, and they belonged to families in which culture, good-breed- ing and ease had been hered itary for generations. Even at school they were surrounded by luxury. Their manner was quiet, their voices gentle. But they had been reprOved for in- dolence by the little Fraulein. who was a zealous teacher They prompt ly declared that she was hateful" and proceeded to show her that they disliked her. They mimicked her broken English. They drew carica- lures of her thIn, hOmely face on the blackboard. When she entered the classroom, a dozen amused con- temptuous eyes were fixed on her darned gloves and shabby gown. or exchanged scornful smiles. They even followed her to the poor little house in the suburbs where she lived with her helpless old father and mother, and walked past it. eying the cheap curtains and the bakers shop | next door with affected surprise and pity.
 The little German was affectionate and sensitive. and a young girl like themselves. She tried at first to win | their love and respect. and then to es- cape their contempt; bat in vain. They made her miserable by incessant ridicule, and when they left the school, melted the younger girls to keep up inc persecution. She bore it in si- | fence. for she could not give up her position, and leave her parents with out support; but her life. dull and weary at best, was made wretched to her. Now these girls, at home or with their companions, were good-humored and kind. They would have looked with horror on the brutal trick upon old Crawley. It never occurred to them that 'rhe Fraulein" had heart to suffaT like other woman She wos a teacher" and in the creed of many girls and boys teacher is always an enemy. She is the executor of law to them, and that is reason enough for hatred 10 a weak and i'm mature mind.
 Are the minds of our readers thus weak and imm mature?- YoutRS Com, pGniOn.