Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1894-06-01
What We Do AT School.
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EDIToRs:-FREEMAN AND PEARCE.
LOCALS.
Fred Francis was absent Tuesday.
George Matzen called at the higl
room Monday.
The school observed Decoration Day
the pupils marching to the cemeter.
in body.
THE STORM.
Into the schOOl-rOom cool aud spacious
Came the schOOl-boy, young and risky;
Came he In there, cheerful. happy,
And his heart was full of gladness.
u will now prepare my lessons
So with ease can recite them"
Thus the happy schOOl-bOy murmured
In the schOOl-ro0m cool and spacious.
For six minutes hard he studied,
Then his mind began 10 wander
To the stream and to the woodland,
To the marbles in the sunlight,
To the baseball on the greenfield;
Fierce the master glared upon him,
But his mind was running over
With the sports he'd left behind him,
And he quite forgot his lessons
And the black-snake In the closet.
Then the school boy laughed and giggled,
Ills whole frame " shook with laughter,
As his thoughts rOamed 10 the morrow,
20 his games aud how he'd play them;
Then the master getting angry
Spoke he thus unto the schOOl-bOy-
Johnny, sit up in your seat, sir!
All Your precious time your wasting;
Soon your school-days will be over,
Still your brain will be as empty
AS the caves In yOnder mountain
AS the wild-goOse flying southwark"
For a moment Johnnie studied
And his mind was on his lessons;
On the deeds OF Grant and sherman,
On the good things done by LincOln;
Then again his thoughts did wander
To his games and modes OF pleasure;
Laughter then did overcome him,
Again he whispered, laughed and giggled.
Then the masters brow grew darker.
And his eye with anger sparked,
And his face was much distorted
By the passion In his BOSOM
Went he straightway TO the closet
Where he left his whip oft rawhide,
Made of braided strips of cOwhide,
Made 10 punish awf'ly bad boys.
Then he stood ND in the doorway
In his hand he held the rawhide;
Then he beckOued from the doorway
BeckOned for the boy 10 follow;
Follow me! " he cried in anger,
ITO the chamber cell of horrors,
Where fog the awf'ly bad boys,
Leaving stripes like little rainbows"
johnny followed rather slowly;
In his mind he formed a picture
Formed a picture OF the master
Holding in his hand, the rawhide;
Johnny went into the chamber
Where the master waited for him,
Then began the master slowly
JOHNNY, dislike 10 punish,
You're aware how much love you,
How'd I'd risk my life 10 save you;
How use my costly rawhde
Aud my strength that you may profit.
Now I'll summon up my anger,
So | can lesson teach you.
Please take of your shoes and rubbers,
Lay your coat down on the table
80 I'll make good impression.
Teach "A lesson that Is lasting"
Now the master phys the rawhide,
Phys IL faster. faster, faster:
Not because he likes 10 punish,
But because lie loves the schOol-bOy.
johnny cries out In his anguish,
Shouts. 30 mother, come and help me- "
But the echoes from the building
Aud the rawhide only answer
II can't help thee! can't help thee!'
At last the master, tired and painting,
Lays aside his singing raNhide;
He has taught the boy Il lesson
And has done IL cause he loves him;
johnny now puts on his garments.
Leaves the schoOl-rOom quite determined
Never more it's doors To enter:
For the saaster taught a lesson
He Will ever more remember,
Johnny now becomes "a bad boy.
SAYS he l1aows of nothing hotter
Than the masters love and rawhide;
Says that hell and tOrrid summers
When compared are just delicious.