The Montgomery advertiser., 1902-09-07
MIss PICKLEs' PUPILS
 HAVE AN OUTING

Ore fine morning during the long va is her pus Snder her wing led item Unto the countryN as far as the trolley car could convey them; then they walked. Her object was to give them an object leson on country scenes ncrant as the hapless common run of city children are Cf rural matters.
 They first ascended a hillside which was much easier for the boys to climb up goat browsed peacefully of a
 Stop. boys" said Miss Pickles: pant ing for breath. Look at thist There Is
 .sah-ah-ahr' sneered a dozen boys. Miss Pickles proceeded in silence. They walked on through coyntsy ans ians me tnss sss scent of swcetbrier. It smelled, on the contrary, strongly of malt. A great building many storied. was at the end of the lane The sixty SSys Tasensa mare .Se Sn shcw that attracted attention all along the way. Opposite the large building kindly man with rosy, German face came out to look i, at them; x,.. p,. kles pleasantly.
 These are my boys" answered Miss Bless mine soul!' exclaimed the good
  'I mean they are my echool boys, hastily explained the teacher. They are my pupils. and they have come with me into the country to learn about tb. Ar; rcod dar nstured , S' man. Vei. can help you You see dis big. big house here? Dot Is mine brauerei. Come you in nit makes beer We viii. go all over mine brauerae from the vaults below ground. ware keeps t'ousand hogsheads beer, to de top, ware de pile of barley is. Und you in mine office. und I gives all dem boys a nice glass beer. Pete. sixty one beers for de teacherin und her boys.
 Heoray! Hcoray for the beer man" S"Sos.' "oh. my. n.y. but this is dreadful" said Miss Pickles to herself.
 Despairing of impressing a moral les son on the kind brewer, she thanked him from the contaminating scene. Half mile from the baneful building and out of sight of it around a turn in the road, they stopped. A pleasant shaded spot, agitating experience just past. Miss Pic- kles sank upon the grass. her proteges around her. But their restless young spirits could not long be quiet. Some be- rolled upon the grass. A few of the quieter ones remained near Miss Pickles: | the rest were making an unearthly noise. Some "'shinned" up tree directly over Miss Pickles head. She smiled benign | artiy on them. Were not the poor things exploring an unknown realm. the, beau
 T Boys" y sine said, ..do you know what Kind of tree this is? It Is an oak. very valuable for It's wood. Its botanical name is Quercus alba. Can you remem-
 What are all these young one doing here? Is this 9 gypsy camp?' roared a hcarse voice. It proceeded from bad. | cross man.
 "They are my pupils. and have brought them to the country to l arn about things they cannot see in the city beat quickly. for the had. cross man looked fesrsome. as though he would l rather enjoy eating the youngest and tenderest of her boys. The bad. cross
 man was angrier than ever when she told him they were city schoolboys. He
 well, you just get of my property. the lot of you. I don't care who you | are. I won't have you trespassing on my ground. I ain't keeping an orphan
 asylum or a charity hospital for town
 trash's children. Get right out or I'll
 The e wicked looking bull terrier that
 skulked at his heels yawned and licked
 Come boys. quickr called Miss Pickles.
 Ali ran like a flock of sheep down the road Miss Pickles bringing up the rear,
 puffing and panting. nor paused till they
 were safe in the friendly trolley car. Af- ter Miss Pickles counted noses to see fl
 any had got away the car took them
 ''NN Josephine Hunter.