The Penn's Grove record., 1896-08-07
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Yes, that's the title Of my story. "Oh
we won't like that story at ALL"
think | hear you exClaim, but please
begin 1t, and | think you will enjoy 1t
It's true, every word, and happened
nineteen years ago In a country dis
trict about thirty-nve miles north Of
the city of San Diego.
THE STORY.
'Why, Miss Kate, l don't see tn,
schOol-hOuse."
IL think perhaps we're not neal
enough yet" answered Miss Kate, rath.
er doubtfully.
"Oh, yes, we are. Don't you remem
Der we could always see 1t when we
reached this treef' said the little boy
again.
We'll. While, l do believe you are
right and that our own little school
house has been either swallowed up or
blown away" exclaimed the young
teacher, as she stopped suddenly in
the path. gazing with establishment Mt
the place where the building should
have been.
I'VE wcft 1t all wight yes'day af-
noon, didn't we, Mith Kate!"
Yes, Daisy dear, but it's gone now;
let's go up to where 1t stood and see If
we can discover what has become of
It."
SO up the steep hill they climbed;
when they arrived at the spot, which
was really n very barren, unsheltered
place, they found that some mischief
worker had been very busy during
their absence.
One of the walls Of the building lay
at quite Il distance, while the other
three were piled On top of each other
near at hand.
The hills and knobs around were
strewn with a medley Of papers, clock,
stoves, pencils, chalk, desks and books.
Who or what had done the mischief?
How could it have happened?
After talking 1t over quite a while
they decided it must have been a sud
den squat of wind, purely local, which
had played havoc with their little tenn
pie of learning while they had been
soundly sleeping the night before.
Dispatching one Of the boys for the
trustee who lived in the neighborhood,
Miss Kate and the rest of the children
went to work to gather up those of the
furnishings which had not been ruined.
The sChoolma'am felt pretty blue; the
hot tears filled her eyes as she bent
over her task. What was she to do?
Here she was far away from home.
All, the thought Of her mother, broth
ers and sisters in that home, whom she
was trying So hard TO help, and now
she had NJ scioOlhOuse In which to
teach! Was ii not disheartening?
1t was a very lonely place; thinly set
tied. The trustees had been paying her
a high salary, and had even given her
an extra amount for teaching on Satur-
days, because she was the very first
instructor who had been willing to re-
main during a whole term.
Thusherthoughts ran, her face grow.
ing more serious all the time.
cit was a good thing 1t happened Mt
night, Miss Kate" said one of the boys,
trying to cheer her.
Eyes, Benny"
'uSi shlhN' MIN NATE II 1t mad
happ hu the uay you forgotten 10
DIVING 'ne KEY nlu we an had 10 cwimo
III aho OUT vi 'lle "lhuo Neu peeh
all hurted badwy Wen, wouldn't we?"
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ih"F' mar NOT SO last' vi course l
can 81! JUST What me other trustees
oi the "'tS'f!'t VIII want 10 40 but /
swan We" All nate 10 nave you 40.
Il guess I'd better hitch up the old
roam and ies' drive over and let Mr..
Jones and Mr.. Sykes know bout this
a~-happenin', and come ana tell you
Mis- cyeHih what we decide 10 do.
Now, You 20 nome. like a good girl,
""t Let v"n ret oil for such n little