The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1895-06-05
SOMERSET, PA. WEDNESDAY. JUNE s. 1895

thenic drill days.
We had received several drill le--
sons, and so well did we acquit oisr-
selves ON the present occasion that af-
Ter fifteen or twenty minutes of gesture,
singing and marching, Mr.. Spics ex-
claimed
''Why, it's as good as a show. Pm
sure they obey even your upliited hand
Miss Hope. I wondered what made
my boy aud girl 50 strong lately, and ]
do beiieTc there IS such thing as
learning 10 teach even Ia them furrin
parts. You can do as you please gen
tlcmcu," lac continued "Pm going
home, ANA when amy one complains
again I'll tell him 10 come and see for
HIMSELF
We learned very fast that year, any
one could tell that, and 20 the trustees
and parents decided 70 give Us picnic
as Il reward either for studying hard or
for not having broken oar heads, a.
some of the grumblers contcnded. For
weeks we all looked forward 10 it, We
were proud of our school aud liked to
compare it with others.
One afternoon, about a week before
the picnic, Robert Dawson and his
father were breaking young horse. It
stopped directly in front of the school
house. One of the boys whispered
that no animal Rob Dawson rode
could pass Miss Hope till his master
had looked at her, but the girls would
not listen 10 his joke. 1t was recess
and We were all ont upon the grounds.
We had seen colts broken before and
knew enough to be quiet but Miss
Hope cried out:
"Oh, what a beauty -
That was true, and the remark pleas
ed the Dawsons, for they were very
proud Of their horses"
"Yes," said Robert, she is beauty
and quite gentle, too
''Then why do you keep the rope on
its neck and in its mouth ~
Because he is not quite broken yet
and if he gets frightened few jerks on
that soon quiets him. I'm going 10
drive this team and take a load of the
children to the picnic for you, May
I?''
He look at her entreatingly, Miss
Hope bIushed little as she answered
care YOU sure it will be safe:'
"Why, yes. If you like I'll leave
the rope on, although it won't be nee
essary by that time.
"Oh, thank you! You are very
kind"
The last day of school-our picnic
day-finaily arrived. The whole dis
trict-men, women ana children
were going. We met at the school
house. How happy we were rs we
rode through the beautiful country.
Even the voices ofthe grumbiers, those
who found fault with the teacher and
predicted dire results from her calls
thenic drills and ''sich doin's " be-
came attuned to nature and helped
complete the harmony of the day.
On, what a day that was in the
woods and on the water, The chill
dren were to start home first, while the
older ones, with Miss Hope, remained
to pack up the things.
How il was no one ever could quite
tell: it mus; have been the horns, !
think, but after the children We're all
in the wagon that colt, without the
least warning, suddenly jerked itself
loose from the man who was holding
it, and, dragging the rope Sprang away,
and before any one could reach out u
saving hand the horses were dashing
down the mountain with the crowded
wagon.
We sat still aud dumb, with white
faces, afraid TO move or scream, al
though some of the little ones hid their
heads and cried. We were helpless
with fear Barbara Hunter had taken
the reins, but she dared not Use them,
for at each pull the colt reared and
kicked. We knew nothing could save
us from being thrown into the ravinc
if the horses's speed was not slackened
before we rounded the sharp, narrow
curve.
But who was that in the road at least
dozen rods from the curve: Miss
Hope, Her dress was torn, and her
sweet face and hands all scratched and
bleeding. In . few moments she had
secured the dragging rope, which we
had forgotten, and calling TO Barbara
to pull hard on the reins, the horses
were brought to stop just rs Robert
Dawson on horseback, dashed upon
| the scene.
Miss Hope tainted dead away then.
| Robert caught her in his arms and
called her wildly by name; but she
was unconscious still when they took
her home. For days she lay tossing in
the delirium of brain fever. she re-
covered at last, aud soon after that we
learned that we were to lose our teach
er: for Robert Dawson never rested
until she promised to be his wife.
We were all sorry to lose Mis- Hope,
but none more 50 than Mr.. Sawyer.
al don't care whether she knows
how TO teach in tine old way or not
he said to one of the trustees; 'but Il
girl who could climb down the noun
tain hand over hand, on the wild
grape vines, To save the the lives OF lot
OF children, is fit to he trusted with
those children anywhere. Pm afraid
we shall never see her like again
And we never have, in the school
room; bit Mrs. Robert Dawson Is Il
social power in the district, and her
former pupils are her most devoted
friends lFdUcriy Magazine.
Tumors in the Ear Cured.
Mrs. Vim. King, Buena Vista, Pa,
had "a discharge from the ear through
scarlet fever, for years, resulting in a
growth so large as to prOtrude from the
ear an inch, as large n the end OF a iin-
| .,.,....I ll..t- S.x-af.l sraria l.