The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-11-25
TEACHERS BEAU.
GA THANKSGIVING sToRY.)
 By Ada c. Sweet.

by Aoa V. sweet. Copyright, 1908, by Daily Story Pub. Col
 Miss Carr smiled as she glanced at the blackboard. and her cheek reddened. A rude drawing of a soldier. labeled Teachers Beau adorned the room, evidently the work of one of the boys. Robert" she said. quietly. to a lad of F, who sat giggiing behind his slate. take the floor, please, and. first. clean the blackboard
 The whole school broke into laugh, but Miss Carr looked over hte lessons for the day, and left Robert standing. first on one foot, then on the other. in the middle of the floor. The other children routine.
 It was the day before Thanksgiving, and young feet were tingling to be out running over the frostry roads and fields. young hearts were full of anticipations over the morrow. Children were chill dren in 1S63. even as they are now.
 A petition was already signed by every boy and girl in the school, asking that Friday be made holiday, so that there might be four whole days of freedom and delight. But Rob. the prime mover in the affair, was in disgrace, and how was he going to act, with the petition in f~~~- present it?
 At last Rob solved the problem.
 Teacher" he said, from his stand near her desk.
 Well, RobertT' answered Miss Carr, inquiringly.
 'I have a favor to ask in behalf of the school" began Robert, whose father was a minister, and his percentage accounts for his presence of mind as well as for other facts in relation to him. Here, !" went on Rob. holding out the petition, and then, looking at Miss Carr's set fea- lures, Rob halted.
 She took the paper, read it carefully, and laid it on her desk.
 You may take your seat, Robert" she said, and went on with her writing.
 The morning wore away, and at noon no one knew whether Miss Carr intended to grant the coveted holiday or not. Just before the afternoon recess. the teacher spoke:
 q do not feel that the school quite deserves an extra days vacation," she said. Dismay spread over the room. And as for me, I really adread tomor- row, long, dreary day to one away from home and friends, and I shall be glad when the schoolbell rings Friday morn ing. You may go on with your lessons" "
 It was leaden, the rest of that day, and at o'clock the children filed out in orderly array, and no one whooped until he or she was several yards from the little, one-story district schoolhouse of Stony Brook.
 After church the next morning-the ser vice was held in the schoolhouse-Rob and his chum. Dave. were hurrying home to get into their "other clothes," when they met Hiram Clover. a boy from Beechham, the nelghboring town, and the home of Miss Carr and her soldier lover. Hiram was full of the news that Lieu tenant Bradford had arrived home that very morning, all unexpected by his mother, having been sent from the front on recruiting service for his regiment. A great thought struck Rob.
 Dave" said he, 'I am willing to lose my Thanksgiving dinner, If you'll get your father to lend me old Doll"
 I'm in favor,' returned Dave, but l guess you'd better take pas leave for granted. Go and catch her. She's in the pasture-Tll bring you abridle, blanket and surcingle from the barn. That's the best can do.'
 q am going for you-and for all the school" said Rob, solemnly, and I lose my dinner for it! Remember!" It took an hour to capture the wary Doll but just as the appetizing odors oi o'clock. Thanksgiving day, began tc rejoice the hearts of men, woman and children alike, small, solitary horsemar was seen galloping over the hill toward Beecham.
 Mercy on usY fretted grandma, as soon as the minister's blessing had beer said" where can Robbie be? To think