The newspaper., 1908-03-06
From this moment onward she hated


Chip.
Nezer, however, took to her as a
duck to water, and her story, which
he soon heard. became real dime
novel to him, and not content with one
telling, he insisted on repetition. This
was also unfortunate for-blessed with
a vivid imagination and sure to en-
large upon all facts-he soon spread
the story with many blood-curdling
additions.
These stories, with Uncle Joe's cor
roboration, resulted in a direful tale
believed by all. Neighbors fiocked in
to see this heroine of many escapades,
villagers halted in front of Aunt Com
forts to catch a sight of this marvel,
and SO the wonder spread.
Angie was, of course, to blame.
More impressed with the seriousness
of the task she had undertaken than
the need of caution, she had failed to
tell Chip she must not talk about her.
self, and SO a woefully distorted his
tory became current gossip.
When Sunday came the village
church was packed and Parson Jones
marveled much at the unexpected in
crease of religious interest. He had
heard of this new arrival, but when
the Frisbie family with Chip, in suit
able clothing, entered their pew, the
cynosure of all eyes, this unusual at
tendance was accounted for.
And what staring-at Chip received!
On the church steps a group of both
young and old men had awaited he-
arrival and gazed at her in open-eyed
astonishment. All through service she
was watched. and not content with
formed a double line outside, awaiting
the Frisbies' exit.
Angie also failed to understand ths
principal cause OF this interest. Her
last appearance at this church had
been as a bride. Naturally that fact
would produce some staring, and so
the curious and almost rude scrutiny
the family received was less noticed
by her.
But Chips eyes were observant.
Il don't like goin' to meetin'," she
said. an bein' stared at like was a
wildcat. l seen 'em GRIMM. too.
some on EN-. when We went in, an one
feller winked to another. What allied
'em?"
Her vexations, however. had only
just begun, for Angie had seen and
made arrangements with Miss Phin-
ney. one OF the village school teachers,
and the next morning Chip was sent
TO school. And now real trouble com.
menced.
Not knowing more than how to read
and spell short words. and unable to
write. she. a fairly well developed
young lady. presented a problem which
was hard for teacher to solve. To
put her in the class where she be-
longed was absurd. She must sit with
older girls. or look ridiculous. II she
recited with the eight-year-old chill
dren. the result would be the same.
and so a species OF private tuition
with recitations al noon or after school
became the only possible course and
the one her teacher adopted.
This also carried its vexations, for
Chip was as tall as Miss Phinney and
a little larger. Not one of that band
Of pupils was over Il. To join in their
games was no sport for Chip. while
they. having heard about her thrilling
experiences. with a hint that she
wasn't quite right in her head. felt
afraid OF her.
Il feel so sorry for her" Miss Phin-
ney explained to Angie. a week later.
and yet. don't know what to do. She
is so big the children won't play with
her. or she with them. l am the only
one with whom she will talk. and she
seems so humble and so grateful for
every word. can't be as stern with
her or govern her as l should. on &C
count of her temper and size.
Only yesterday l heard screaming
at recess, and going out. found that
Chip had one OF the girls By the hair
and was cutting her. 1t transpired
that this girl had called her an Indian
and asked If she had ever scalped any
body. | can't punish such pupil, and
I can't help loving her. SO you see she
is sore trial.
CTo BE CONTINUED