The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1896-09-26

we won't like that story at ALL" |
think l hear you exclaim, but please
begin It, and think you will enjoy It,
It's true, every word. and happened
nineteen years ago in n country dis
trlct about thirty-five miles north OF
the city Of San Diego.
THE STORY.
'Why, Miss Kate, l don't see the
school-house"
Il think perhaps we're not near
enough yet" answered Miss Kate, rath-
err doubtfully.
"Oh, yes, we are Don't you remem-
Der we could always see It when we
reached this treeT said the little boy
again.
"Well. Willie, 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 at
the place where the building should
have been.
1--WE welt It all wight yes'day af-
noon, didn't we, NTH Kate?"
Eyes, Daisy dear, but it's gone now;
let's go up to where It stood and see II
we can discover what has become OF
It,"
So up the steep hill they climbed;
when they arrived at the spot, which
was really a very barren, unshcltered
place, they found that some mischief
worker had been very busy during
their absence.
One Of the walls Of the building lay
at quite n 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 II 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.
Dspatching 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'a 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 no schoolhouse in which TO
teachl Was It not disheartening?
II 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.
Thus her thoughts ran. her face grow
ing more serious all the time.
1t was a good thing it happened at
night, Miss Kate" said one OF the boys.
trying TO cheer her.
Yes. Benny"
"Jush shlnk. NTH Kate. II Il had
happnd the day you forgotten to
bwing the key, and we all had to cwimb
I'm and out OF the windol We'd been
all hurted badwy wen. wouldn't we?"
chimed in dear little Daisy Brownie.
"Oh. here comes Mr.. Caser they
shouted. running 10 meet the easy-go-
ing. good-natured man.
Wall declar. Miss Kate" said he.
putting and blowing after his climb.
this is too had, reelyl What are you
a-golng TO do?"
"Mr. Case. think I'll pack my trunk
and start for home tomorrow; l be-
lieve a steamer sails from san Diego
for the north tomorrow. does II notY"
said she, with trembling lip and fash
ing eye.
''rhar, thar. not so fast. OF course l
can't say just what the other trustees
OF the deestrict win want to do. but 1
swan, we'd all hate to have you 20.
Il guess I'd better hitch up the old
roam and jes' drive over and let Mr..
Jones and Mr.. Sykes know bout this
a-happenin'. and come and tell you
this evenin' what we decide to do.
Now, you 90 home. like a good girl.
and Jest make up your mind that wen
not let you get OF for such a little