The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-11-08
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had chosen the new school and said sar-
castically to Mr.. White: well, you're well
come TO the lot-there isn't scholar among
them Timid little Mary spoke out. in
sudden blaze OF indignation, How dare you
say such a thing? Well beat your class by
20 per cent when We enter high school.
Mark thatr' and she marched out of the
room. 1t was a daring declaration, es-
pecially as the one making IL had always
stood at the foot of the class. But Mark
Hanna in the class to make it good
10 supply the organizing skill, the resoiute,
unfia gging energy and watchfulness to keep
a whole class up to the mark of their high
est capability for two years. He arranged
to have the class meet after school and
drill each other on the next days lessons.
They had, also, a born teacher for their
principal and between his skill and Mark
Hanna's drill, they achieved their triumph
they beat the class of the old school 20
per cent on the entrance examination for
high school.
The next year ii was decided to have a
city superintendent for Cleveland. Mr. o.
and Mr. White were both spoken of for the
position. Once more Mark Hanna showed
that he was born to be a political manager.
He interviewed the members of the School
Board and found that to insure Mr.. Whites
election it was necessary that the two new
members to be elected should vote for him.
He got two of the candidates to promise
that they would do so. Then he divided the
city into districts and sent out the boys OF
his class on house-to-house canvass-a
campaign of misunderstanding the voters
as to the qualities of the two men, and the
Importance to the Cleveland schools of Mr..
Whites election. OF course he triumphant
ly elected his man-when did he ever do
anything else?
There was another boy in the same
school, In lower class, who also showed
the promise of the future. He could learn
his lessons in flash, and then had great
leisure and unlimited ability to devote to
mischief. Nh White called a group of the
girls together and said, you know we must
all do everything can to keep Johnny
Rockefeller out of mischief. Now, when I
send him to help one of you girls. resnem-
Der, you must always need help" He
knew better than to send him to help one
of the boys. But the girls needed a great
deal of assistance and many an hour did the
restless Johnny spend in drawing their
maps and working their sums, that he
WUulu Olntf WlSb udVe utNOttu 10 IuCliOus.
One wonders whether, If Mr.. Whites
troll could have continued, John ID. Rookie
Teller would have been kept out of mis-
chief all his life, by sending him to help the
girisi
zone touch Of nature makes the whole
world kim" quoted the Botanical One in a
trembling voice. I'VE have all-all the city
and this part of the State
The Touch been like one family with
of Nature. a common sorrow this
week.
Don't" begged the Young Mother, her
hands over her face as if to shut out some
| dreadful sight, 1--WE borne it all 1 can.
When think of Johnny"-her voice choked.
'It is strange" unused the Good Listener.
what difference the nearness makes. If
it had happened in Maine or California, we
should still have thought it piteous and
dreadful, but we shouldn't have felt as if
it were personal SORROW
I'VE can't help that, you know" said
the Critical One; sit is set in the very laws
| themselves-force, even the force that holds
| the stars-must decrease as the square OF
the distance. They say it is a lack of imagi-
nation that causes the lack Of sympathy
has imagination enough to feel the distress
of the distant and the alien, as he does
that of his own friends"
But it is strange" said the Good Listen
err. what change the actual sight of dis
tress can make. You remember the story
that point is the same in the novel as in the
| history-of the man who sincerely believed
the fugitive slave law ought to be enforced,
LII. E-ls-
after she crossed the river, and sent her on
to an underground railroad station"
IT know a story" said the Critical One,
which illustrates the point even more
| strikirgly. Almost any one would sympa-
| thize with a beautiful young woman saving
her child, but these men were common
black field-hands. with no touch of romance
or appeal to anything but pure pity"
Tell US the story
MY uncle had station on the under
ground railroad, on the main line of escape
for fugitives from Kentucky and Tennes-
see. The people around him were nearly all
of Southern birth and sympathies, and
were very bitter against him, both for his
| opinions. and because they suspected him of
helping slaves to escape. He had to be very
| careful; in fact, his brother-in-law was
4 once Caught III tue act, anu sent 10 jail Tor
| six months. There were handbills up in the
| little town where they lived offering re-
ward OF four hundred dollars for the return
of four escaped slaves. That was an i'm
| mense amount of money in those days,
when ii took week to haul load of wheat
to market, and then you sold 1T for so cents
a bushel. Four young men of the Southern
party, determined to try to get the reward.
Early Sunday morning they started out to
search the cornfields for footprints. The
corn just in the milk that was the
time fugitives usually chose-the tall corn
would hide them then and they could live
on the ears. 1t is terribly hard work to
tramp for hours through the soft plowed
ground of the cornfields, pushing the stout
leaves aside at every step, the thick-grow-
ing stalks shutting off every breath of
wind, but not shielding from the sun. When,
at about noon. they finally found the bare
foot tracks they We're looking for, they re-
joiced. and pushed on with renewed vlgor
Before long they came on the fugitives.
gaunt and worn, sleeping on the ground.
| They walked them and were about to march
them to town at the point of their re-
yolvers Rut one counseled DELAY swe're