Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1892-01-23

| average poor woman FOR aQGeQ TO the Bit
ter contrast between the lives Of the rich and
the poor. the differen: treatment she received
as girl from that given to the most objection
able boy, forced her otherwise torpid soul into
rapid but most unhealthy growth.
Glad under any pretext to escape the drudgery
of the household work and incessant attend
ance upon that, in the Garibaldi family, per-
petual lnstitution-the baby, she was eager to
90 to school,
Her mother did all she could to discourage
this longing Indeed. upon stray Samaritan
stunning" in the alley assuring her that she
| should send her daughter to school as re-
ligious duty, she retorted that the .'Howly
Virgin" was ''too sins IDLE intirely" to expect
woman with ''furrin" husband, who would
not cultivate taste for such Christian food as
''prates," cabbage and bacon, but who insisted
| on having his native delicacies of polenta,
maccaroni, &C., and mine masterful men
chllder." to let the only help she had waste her
time acquiring ''book larnin.'"
However. hearing a neighbours child. who
went to a first-grade public school, rhapsodiZe
over the pretty stories told by the teacher to
her pupils the lovely pictures she showed
| them, the objects given with which to learn to
| count, Mary suddenly announced her determi-
nation to 20 to school
As her mother, though she tyrannized over
the poor child shamefully, was really flabby
sort OF character at bottom and the little vixen
| was like steel when she had really fixed her
mind on a thing, she went.
For month she lived in an ecstacy Of hap
piness. The teacher, quite a good-iooking
young woman, who really understood her bust
ness, was, in Mary's eyes, the personifcation of
wisdom, loneliness, justice and kindness.
That our Irish-Italian was perfect frebrand
in temper has already been seen. One day, in
! an unlucky moment, the teacher was called to
the door. Seizing this chance q pretty little
boy, in appearance Of the Lord Fauntleroy
type, leaned over and rubbed out q beautiful
| house which Mary was drawing on her slate and
| which she intended as picture Of fairy pal
ace, where she and her teacher were to live in
some far of happy time.
Furious, she tried to strike her tormentor
but missed him; whereupon he teasiugly broke
out In the cry with which the children often
| tainted her, "Hoky Poky Paddy" Beside her
self with rage she hurled her slate at the bow
" struck him in the eye, instantly closing Il.
Then, in the language dear to the average re-
porter, ensued q scene OF widest confusion.
| After the injured darling Was safe in his
mothers arms the teacher turned her attention
to Mary. AL this time she had sat huddled in
! o corner, covering, palpitating mass Of ter
ror. Now Miss Clark, calling her to the front
Of the room. reprimanded her for this shocking
| outourst Of temper. representing that she
might have killed the boy.
Overstrung and nervous, she enlarged on this
theme more than she was conscious of doing
But Mary bore il in an agony OF penitent ST.
lence until Miss Clark said: 'And the idea of
| girl doing anything like this! It would have
been terrible for boy to have done it; but for
| girl u II thoussnd times worse"
/ Alas! Alas! This speech was TO the child
what red rag = 70 sbua In fury Of in