Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1901-03-14
THE TEACHER BRIDE.
to Her CharEes-Has q Nor.
tifyinS Conclusion.

A pretty teacher in one of the pub
lie schools of the city recently took
the time-honored "class of one" in
that knowledge beside which all other
is mere driveling foolishness and van
ity and vexation of spirit, says the
Brooklyn Citizen. More recently still
they We're married, and the young
woman went back to her third-grade
pupils, for it had been agreed between
the two that she was not to give up
her work.
There was great futter in the
school on her return. She had not
taken "the girls" into her confidence
before she left for that never-to-be-
forgotten two weeks trip, and the
girls" revenged themselves with real
hard slaps and pinches and called her
mean thing and all sorts of invec-
tives before they kissed and forgave
her. Then the second bell sounded
and the young matron went to her
| own room.
There is no doubt that the children
were glad to see her, and she, not be-
ing at all the conventional school
ma'am, had an almost irresistible i'm
pulse to line them up and hug them
one by one. A large percentage of
the boys were mere noisy, mischiev-
Gus, stupid little animals, and some
of the girls were too provoking for
anything, but there was nothing but
affection for them all in the little
school teachers heart. She regarded
them from new point of view en-
tirely. Something had opened her
eyes. or had blinded them with
kindly mist, or both.
But the point of the matter was
that the children had not been in
formed of their teachers change of
condition, and the difficulty was to in
form them of it. Thinking of this
made the little school teacher answer
questions at random and wander in
her explanations, and she blushed to
find the infants looking at (her in
Wide-eyed wonder as she came with
start from the composition of the
third or fourth little speech which
was to enlighten them.
At last the opportunity came. One
of the children addressed her as
''Miss Smith,
"Not Miss Smith, Johnnie" she
corrected. Mrs. Jones. My name is
Mrs. Jones now, because I'm mar
ried." She. blushed very much as she
said this, but she felt that now was
the time to go through with it, so,
turning from the wriggling and en-
| barrassed Johnnie, she addressed the
room: "You must not call me Miss
| Smith any more, but you must say
Mrs. JONES' Now, all who understand
that will raise their hands,
"Now, what is my name, Lottie ?"
continued the little teacher, singing
out a girl
"Mith Tmith.'
"Oh, dear!" sighed the little
teacher.
Walking over to the blackboard she
wrote 'Mrs. Jones" in fair round
script thereon. "Now, all of you tell
me what that isl she said, and the
chorus came: Mrs. JONES'"
"That is BETTER" said the little
teacher, smiling at them. "A great
deal BETTER" she added, and she wrote
again: "Mrs. JONES'" and again be-
| low that: MRS. JONES'"
She made motion as if to wipe
out what she had written, but
checked herself and stood with her
back to the door, looking with rapt
| smile at the board. And while she
was standing there the door opened
and the principal who was horrid
man, entered quietly and stood look
ing at her.