Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1906-12-15

it over Mag, triumphant over her
success, was saying that when she got
10 be q lady she was going on the
stage for true. She could see herself,
tall and beautiful ike her Aunt Fan
ny, acting before great crowds OF peo-
pie, moving them all 10 tears.
And I'm be rich" she said. "rll
have more dollars than you can put
In a roOm-mOTe'n You can put IN a
whole house, eveu-and the yard, too.
maybe. And on Christmas day, I'll
go to all the poor people that are
starving and can't buy any presents
and I'll take them dolls and turkeys
and dresses
And yeloclpedes," interrupted john
ny.
"Yes-and you can come with me to
carry some Of the things" she added
magnanimOusly "Oh dear, There's
the dinner beli. and I'm not one biz
hungry. l want To- stay and talk
about Christmas some more, cause
love Christmas more than anything IN
an the world--don't you, Johnny"
H.
II was the last day Of the school
term--a hot day In June, when the chill
dren squirm IN seats, scraping their
feet beneath their desks, and sigh, cast
ing longing glances at the open window
where the warm summer wind blows
iu and reminds them that the hills are
green and the grass ia the fields soft
and high enough for hidden seek"
Even the teacher feels more than
usual the monotouOus drag OF the min.
utes With her chin on her hand she
leans over her desk and gazes steadily
out over tho heads Of the pupils at the
wall beyond. one curious boy turns
tO see what she Is looking at so hard,
but finding nothing more than some
pencil marks on the wall, and, on the
blackboard a few figures that were
corrected yesterday he turns back and
goes on making little rows of "A's" and
"E's' on his hall filled slate,
The teacher continues 10 gaze stead
lastly at the little spot on the opposite
wall while her thoughts wander
farther and farther. lt seems hardly
possible that IL IS she who, In exactly
six minutes by tho clock. viii have TO
get up and drill the class: two times
two Is four. four times two Is eight
eight timeg--. The words were burnes
into her brain. She hated II.
How much longer than a year ago
Il seemed since she had come back
from boarding school In the south.
Then Il was that she had felt the cour-
age o. youth and the enthusiasm OF
the inexperienced when she went TO
hor aunt and told her that she wanted
TO DO something for herself, after all
that had been done for her Then, too,
she had felt brave, and capable, and
ready TO make some sacrifice. But
like all womanki1d, with their inherent
H III
she was eager for the sacrifice not
alone for the good that II might result
I'm but because the idea of sacrifice it.
self appealed to her The venture
seen az whole was not so repellcnt
as when one stopped To think and
count the separate days OF the LONG
school year-iive times four times nine,
q hundred and eighty. all IN ALL That
meant hundred and eighty geography
lessons, q hundred and eighty spelling
lessons. a hundred and eighty reading
ANA writing lcssons-a hundred and
eighty everything she hated H.
Though the prophecies Of childhood
rarely are fulfilled and childish dreams
almost never materlallze, yet II we
have q dream and the dream grows as
we grow, too there Is q chaucc-and
the teachers dream had never left her
Leaving inc desk, sne walked list
lessly down the aisle toward the open
window at the back Of the room.
STRENGTHENING little Georges copy book
mechanically and almost unconsciously
az she passed. what did Il matter il
his "es' weEe turned so that thoy
looked like rows Of "thTees' instead?
At last after hearing the multiplied
ton table-he table Of twos-from 30
different pairs OF Inns with almost a =
many different variations of the Same
| table, the welcome sound 0f the gong
was heard and the teacher quietly dis
| missed the class.
Hello, Magl Ready7"