The Intermountain Catholic. (Salt Lake City [Utah] ;) 1899-1920, 1907-10-12

thls red-headed teacher from another grade haC
walked all the way home with him; how she hac
Iolu MN mat God had made both their heads red
now ne mad numbered each of those red hairs: how
that 1t did not Just happen to be red but that GOO
nad permitted 1t to be that color and that it was
red. -1N'Ne =
Have seat, Miss McCIain; I'm glad you have
come, Now to the black, dropping head, chow die
you attack HIM first with your tongue? ?"
Both boys face got redder After an embarras
sing silence, the Ted head was thrown back and a
PAIR OF honest blue eyes looked at the principal.
~, ne Gont want to tell you because Miss Nc
Clam IS here Please Miss McClain go out Then
you &c can come back when we boiler come"
The blue eyes looked beseechinglv into the
brown ones. The principal raised his eyebrows
me tnln ups OF the sharpfaced teacher cured con-
temptuously. Miss McClain laughed merriy.
Excuse me. professor; but perhaps you don't
understand. Why, it's something about red heads
GU see Fat is so sensitive on the subject that he
can't realize that I'm not at all So Don't mind me-
Ernest; just speak the truth" But the boy only
looked more ashamed of himself
Miss McCiain smiled knowingly at the principal
lie called him red-headed freckled-faced Irish
man, expect. Was that it, Pat?"
Ask him" Pat Dillon nodded his red head to-
ward Ernest's black one
Ernest raised his black ewes full of tears Of
shame to his teachers intellectual face; and the
look IN her eyes brought him to his feet.
Professor" he stammered, "I-that's exactly
what l said. only-that wasn't all l said that his
mother nearly whipped him last night because she
saw light through the transom and thought he was
still reading after she had told him to put out his
light and go to bed but she found it was only the
light from his head. II didn't know how low
down it was until-until Miss McClain came in.
Miss McClain's eyes rewarded him. She was
proud of her pupil
Pat was on his feet before Ernest had finished
fo,,1 T N
last year that [ would stop and spell God made
It red before | fought about it, and forgot to-
day; but it is the first red-headed fight I've had since
| promised her" And they all believed it.
The principal and shook hands with the
boys.
Now shake hands with each otherl That's
right. Pat my boy, I believe this is to be your
last fight on account of your hair. Now, [ want
you to study your hardest SO I can promote you to
Miss McClain's room. I think there you would
soon learn to appreciate red hair
Ernest, your teacher is justly proud of you
You may both GO"
ooh, | do hope you can promote him, profes-
sor! Ever since | first noticed him in school we've
had queer sort of understanding. a sort of red
headed affinity, / suppose. Pm sure we could make
the most Of each other"
IL sincerely hope he will be promoted" snapped
his teacher
Pat Dillon was promoted at Christmas and
from the day he entered Miss McClain's room and
looked into her eyes, he became different boy He
was from the beginning her messenger, because
when she looked up a select some one pair of eager
blue eyes begged to be Of service.
The principal watched with interest the devel-
oping of the redheaded boy by the tactful, intel
ligent, red-headed teacher
Miss McClain has the best-behaved grade in
school. I've taught it twice." declared one senior
to another whom she met in the hall on her way
to fill Miss McClains vacant seat.
I'm certainly glad to hear it, for I'm awfuly
nervous about teaching boys and girls of from 10
to 10; they are simply at an abominabIe ageI I'm
not surprised that she has these violent headaches
come on suddenly"
Don't you worry. If you want any informa-
ton just ask that redheaded boy he's treasure
The nervous senior found the report to be true
and everything had gone on smoothly until the
arithmetic class was called, and eight pupils were
at the board, when suddenly the fire alarm rang.
"The fire dril!' exclaimed the senior, excitedly
Fire, fre!" shouted voice in the street be-
low.
The senior sprang from her seat and rushed
from the platform Pat raced down the aisle
caught her in his arms, and hurried her back to
Miss McClain's desk.
Interest in Pats maneuvers had saved the grade
from panic.
Holding the struggling, half-hysterical senior
Pat gave the necessary number of sharp, command
ing taps The grade responded mechanically, but
when the little girl who led the line looked into the
smoky hall and saw white-faced teachers struggling
desperately to control themselves and the excited
boys, she hesitated
ernest, lead the Incl" commanded Pat. "And
every one hold on to the one in 'front.'"
From the foot of the stairs the principal saw
Miss McClain's grade holding their lawful place
near to the wall. line too compact to be broken
they came on past him and in their rear came q
red-headed boy dragging unconscious senior.
In the morning paper was the principals ac
count of how Pat Dillon, in the absence of his
teacher had preserved the honor of the sixth grade
Miss McClain read it, and was proud of her red
headed afinity.-Alice DAILY, in the Christian In
-structor.
A Queer School,
There was once a school