Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1907-03-19

The teacher tore him out of the place.
place where his hands and feet were
clinging like the roots of tree, drag
ged him roughly to the aisle and over
the floor space, taking part of the seat
along, and stood him to the wall with
bang that shook the windows. There
was no halting-it was all over in half
minute.
you'll please remain there" said he
coolly, 'until tell you to sit down."
He turned his back on the bully,
walked slowly to his chair and opened
his book again.
Take it home with you tonight, %
said he, continuing his talk to the
primer class. Spell it over, so you
won't have to stop long between words.
All who read it we'll tomorrow will get
another chapter"
They began to study at home. Won
der grew, and pleasure came with Ia
Dor as the tale went on.
He dismissed the primer readers,
calling the first class in geography.
AS they took their places he repaired
the broken seat, part of which had
been torn off the nails. The fallen
rebel stood leaning, his back to the
school. He had expected help, but the
reserve force had failed him.
Joe Beach, you may take your seat"
said the teacher in a kind of paren-
thetical tone.
Geography starts at home," he con-
tinued. beginning the recitation. "Who
can tell me where is the Linley school,
house?"
A dozen hands went up.
"You tell" said he to one.
"Its here" was the answer.
"Where's here!
A boy looked thoughtful.
Mex t. Joe Linley's COW pastur',"
he ventured presently.
"Will you tell u.s." the teacher ask
ed, looking at bright eyed girl.
"In PARKWAY, N. "" said she glibly.
"Tom Linley, I'll take that said the
teacher in a lazy tone. He was LOOK
ing down at his book. Where he sat.
facing the class, he could see none of
the boys without turning. But he had
not turned. To the wonder of all, up lie
spoke as Tom Linley was handing a
slip of paper to Joe Beach. There was
a little pause. The young man hesf-
tated, rose and walked nervously down
the aisle.
"Thank you," said the teacher as he
took the message and flung it on the
fire unread. PARKWAY, N. "" he con-
tinued on his way to the blackboard as
If nothing had happened
He drew'a circle, indicating the four
points of the compass on it. Then he
mapped the town of PARKWAY and 9TH
crs, east, west, north and south of it.
So he made Il map of the county and
babe them copy it. Around the county
In succeeding lessons he built map Of
the state. Others in the middle group
were added, the structure growing day
by day until they had mapped the
hemisphere.
At the Linley schoolhouse something
had happened. Cunning no sooner
showed it's head than it was bruised
like serpent, brawny muscles had
been easily outdone, boldness had
grown timid. conceit had begun to ebb.
A serious look had settled upon all
faces. Every scholar had learned one
thing, learned it well and quickly-it
was to be no playroom.
There was recess of one hour at
noon. All went for their dinner pals
and sat quietly, eating bread and but
ter, followed by doughnuts, apples and
pie.
The young men had walked to the
road. Nothing had been said. They
drew near each other. Tom Linley
looked up at Joe Beach. In his face
one might have seen cloud Of sympa-
thy that had its silver lining Of amuss-
ment.
POWERFUL" Tom inquired soberly.
"What?" said Joe.
POWERFUL" Tom repeated
Powerful! Jimmy crimps! said Joe
significantly.
"Why didn't We kick him2"
"Kick himY
"Yes."
"Kick him?"
"Kick him."
"Huh-dunno" said Joe, with look
Of sadness turning into contempt.
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