Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1892-11-10

windows, while the boys, headed
by the master, gave floor, benches
and desk q thorough cleansing
When the work was finished, 6eoi
addressed the school. after this,
said he briefly, the first pig that
brings tobacco or gum to school will
be made to cleanse the floor and
then return home to his pigsty.'
The boys weren't a bit afraid oi
the new teacher, of course but by
some accident, after this, gum and
tobacco were left at home.
Said Squire Bartlett to Squire
Barton: 4 don't think nuthin OF
that new teacher ron have bin and
engaged for our school. He SCI
EN- to wash floors and windows to-
day, didn't larn EN- nuthin ?
A grin of inward enjoyment ex-
pressed itself in the widening OF
the wrinkles on Squire Barton's odd
countenance. WALL I'd like to
see the match of the man as made
my Bob stand round and clean
floors and haul benches
This was unanswerable as the
best of logic.
A week went by harmoniously.
Geof kept his weather eye open for
squalls. Why did not the boys con-
cert some plan to run him out,' as
they had done with all the previous
teachers?
They had not wit enough to ex-
plain their lack of 'sperrit' even to
one of themselves.
Said Tom Bats, overcome with
impatient curiosity: I'm comm to
school, an I'm goin' to chew my
terbaccer an spet all I've got a
mind to-
You BETTER came caution from
Bob.
Il seen him t'other day. said
Tom. Lordy! he amt more'n up
to my knee! Here he guffawed at
his own exquisite wit.
AN l seen him in the ten-acre
PASTURE said Bob confidentally,
playing with our bull calf, as even
father can't go nigh without stick,
an sure as you're alive, he threw
him.
Threw the bull calf!'
Right over ON his back
Threw the bull calf! Toms
mouth fell open with clownish sur
prise.
'Ay, an the calf, he come moyin'
after him as gentle as sheep. Says
l: What you go to wrastlin' with
that calf for?' Says he: Practice
for my muscles. Come along, and
I'll show you the trick
did you try it?' said Tom, snap
ping his heavy jaws together.
wall, no; guess not replied
Bob That calf chased me forty
miles an hour cross lots last week. ,
Bob Barton, you're maxim it up;
no living chap could throw that
calf
wall, livin' man done it, an
l seen him. replied Bob, doggedly
adhering to his point.
Toms curiosity was quickened by
this encounter with Bob; but he
held off little longer ere begin.
ming his half yearly joke of run,
ming out the teacher
Meantime, Geof was discovering
to his own immense astonishment
that his work was very interest.
ing one, and he threw all his energy
iuto his efforts to civilize these
wild cats In recess, he encour-
aged them to feats of strength; ht
an accomplished gymnast, put them
through q variety of exercises.
They were clumsy, and needed to bt
taught to use their strength to bet.
ter purpose. They could not un.
derstand why the feats, which look
ed so easy when gracefully perform.
ed by their teacher, should be i'm
possible to their own clumsy limbs
Quietly, almost imperceptibly, Geo
was master of the situation, indoor
or out. Did he issue a command
which was not instantly obeyed-.
CLEAN from his eyes was apt to en-
force obedience. He never spok,
twice; disobedience was followed b.
punishment. The Squire's BoI
was the recipient one day of six cut
that marked him for week.
why didn't yer give him as goot
as yer got:' asked Tom Bats, whel