The Press., 1900-06-14
Thanks to Xenopflon.
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Being a Story OF a Greek Tutor, q
Small Boy and q Pretty
Sister.
BY HOWARD MARCUS STRONG.

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By reason of a stupid blunder on the
part of the compilers of our curriculum
it became necessary to hurl the clas-
steal props into the midst of Keno
phon's Anabasis before they had COM
pletely mastered the Greek alphabet.
Travelling a rougher road than did
Cyrus we marched, up with the 10000
hoplites and took part in the battle OF
Ounaka. At this point an unexpected
examination developed our weakness
in grammar and precipitated an in
glorious retreat An instructor Of the
section, naturally shared in the com
mon ignominy, a fact which did moi
tend to Increase my amiability in the
classroom.
Out of the IL dolts intrusted to my
care "Inky" Allen was perhaps the
most obtuse, and upon him my wrath
descended with great frequency.
"Allen," l commanded one morning
"bring me whatever that is you have
in your book. You are giving 1t more
attention than your lesson"
Its nothing" he responded. remov
| ing the object from the cover Of his
Xenophon and hiding it beneath his
seat.
1t took several minutes of insistence
and a dire threat of corporal punish
ment to separate the culprit from his
treasure. With great reluctance he
finally deposited it upon my desk. Il
was an artistic photograph of a young
lady Several times during the recita
| ton withdrew my gaze from the pic
ture, only to find operations suspend
| ed and the class regarding me will
looks of i'll concealed wonder. l told
| Inky that he might remain after tn,
others had departed, as l had some
thing to say to him. He grinned cheer
fully.
"Allen," l began sternly when W.
were alone. whose picture is this?'
| GIFTS"
"WhoseY'
Henrietta Joyce Allen's-my sis
ter's."
| sit will be necessary" l said firmly
"for me to retain possession Of this I'm
| til there Is a noticeable improvement
in your conduct. You may go now"
The following day "Inky" grew very
much agitated while engaged in scrawl
! ing the ramifications of a Greek vert
on the blackboard. Catching my eye
upon him, he jerked his head at ar
alarming rate and pointed energetical
ly out of Tire window. Fearing some
dire catastrophe, | FASTENED to his side
There she goes" he whispered
hoarsely, ION the other side Of the
street Look quick"
1t was the original Of the photo
graph, only far more sweet and dain
ty. When directly opposite she glanced
up at the window and, catching sigh
Of "Inky." smiled and waved bel
hand. An angle of the building pre-
vented my seeing her after she ha(
| picked her way across the crossing.
"It was her." Inky whispered. IL
was Eft. Amt she peach?"
AS our quarterly literary exercise!
drew near Inky set himself the task o
| committing a passage from the origi
nal Greek.
| 81 want to do something EXTRA" b.
confded to me. because they're al
coming, dad and LIT and the mater"
1t is useless to deny that ! looked
forward to this event with a consider
able amount of pleasure. Much time
was spent in fufthering Inky's lauda
BILE ambition and in correcting his &C
cent. l felt thankful, however, tha
the odds were against any person be
ing present who could follow hi:
Greek defamation with anything like
an intelligent understanding.
The eventful day at last arrived, ant
with it the Aliens. Inky was nervous
and half choked by the height Of hi
collar, but he fastened to introduce m,
to his father. a big. red faced man