The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1894-04-12
COMPLETED The COURSE.
Brief But Thorough Instruction Given at
the Union School.

ing of loneliness from Selling him by
licking three boys and riding the gate
off its hinges. He went in with the
crowd when the bell rang. and, finding
no empty seat, he perched himself on
the wood-box. When school finally
opened, the teacher secured his name
and began asking him questions, in
order to find out how he should be
graded.
''Can you spell?' she asked.
"What kind of spelling?" he eau
tiously replied.
Spell house. if you please"
"Frame or brick house?" he asked.
"Any kind of house."
"With mortgage on it?''
"You may spell man, if you WILL"
she said, giving severe look.
"Man?''
"Yes.''
81 don't care much about spelling
man this morning, but l will this
afternoon. I've spelled it with my
eyes shut
''Do you know your alphabet?' she
asked, changing the subject.
"Never had any, was the prompt
reply.
''Do you know anything about read
ing?''
II read like lightningr' he answered.
She handed him a reader, and said:
LET me hear you read"
Read right out loud?"
yes
'rm afraid it would disturb the chill
dren!'' he whispered.
GO on, and let me hear you read"
He looked carefully at the page,
scowled his brow, and read:
IF was a lame boy and didn't get
any peanuts in my stocking Christmas,
but I'd make things jump around the
house next morning.
He handed back the book and the
teacher asked:
Richard, how many are three and
three?'
"Three and three what?' he in
quired.
"Anything."
Its good deal according to what
it is, he replied, as he settled back.
Il know that three and three cats don't
make dog!'
did you ever study geography, Rich
ard?''
Eyes, NAM"
"What is geography"
"It's book
SIS this world round or fat?'
''Hills and hollers," he replied
"Richard, can you write?"
write what?"
Can you write your rame?"
81 could, l suppose; but I've got my
name without writing it,
Can you write letter?''
"Who top
"To any one"
eyes, l could, if had money to pay
the postage"
"Well, Richard" she said, in despair,
''you will have to go into the lower
room, if you want to come to school
here
81 druther stay here"
But you can't
"rll bet you this knife ag'in ten
cents can"
She took him by the arm to remove
him, but he laid his hand on her Shout
der and said in warning voice.
Don't get me mad now, or I'll let
myself loose
She called the principal down, and
as he approached the boy he demanded:
boy, what are you doing here?"
Citing education, replied Richard.
you go right down stairs now!"
continued the principal.
"Well, don't sass me, for l never was
here beforer' replied Richard, slowly
moving his legs as if he meant to get
down.
The principal took him by the collar
and jerl1ed him around, got kicked on
the shin, and bitten on the wrist, and
finally landed the young student on
the walk.
Now you go home!'' he shouted, as
he tried to recover his breath.
Gam I educated?" inquired Richard.
"You seem to be-
Gimme diplomy, then"
"You clear out, or I'll have you ar.
rested"
"Hain't l scholar in this school no
more?''
mo, SIR
"Who owns this schoolhouse?" de-
manded the boy.
mo matter-you clear OUT
'Will you come out in the yard here
where you can't hang to anything?"
asked the boy.
"Begone, say"
Don't draw no derringer on mel"
warned the boy, as he backed off; nor
don't you think you can scare me with
any of your bowie-knives"'
The principal walked in and shut the
door, and, after the new boy had stood
there long enough to show that he
wasn't afraid, he turned and walked
off, growing to himself:
I'll git foreman of No. 6 to pound
that Teller afore he's week older" -
Street and Smiths Good News.
Timber Wasted in Sawdust.