The Washington herald., 1908-01-19

Cupid has been getting around again
lately. and the city has reason TO know
1t. The talk about dozen or more teach
ers IN each Of several public schools get
ting engaged was 8IFrTue. The news has
just come out. il seems as II one an
nouncement led 20 another. and the whole
corps Of school after school seemed just
10 have been waiting for an excuse to
spring the news. At least. so It seemed 70
the alarmed principals OF several public
schools in the Bronx and on the East
Side, where the alarm started, says the
New York Sun.
In these schools everybody but the
principals seemed To be affected. Prin-
cipals are generally immune. owing to
their well-known habit Of being married
men, with weddable daughters Of their
own at that But everybody else from
the janitor down was, starting with a few
weeks ago. plainly catching st." The
janitor sang sad songs as he rolled his
ash barrels. Once in a while he would be
observed 10 pause and lean for a while
against the door post; not in his usual
careful way with the air Of one who
wants To but as one who is troubled with
swimm!nss of the head and heart throbs
under the jumper.
The teachers were the same way The
woman teachers held spelling bees every
day. and proposed such words as:
leap year, blond (masculine),
affinity, dove-cote,
tryst. coOilg.
mustache
teacher has been seen of late-easily
recognized by her retrousse nose and high
pompadour gold-crOwning an Intellectual
BROWN such places Of interest as Bronx
Park, the Museum Of Art, and so on, in
the company Of Another-not. understand
well. another woman. Just Another She
used to live up TO her brainy brow by
tanging the boys in Primary 3 all up in
spelling. But Timmy Tiggles says that
she gave herself away in the spelling
hour. long before her plight became
known to the principal, and probably
long before 1t was revealed even to the
Other
AAB5ANsf sllt Sdiu Dllt tIlbl hlAlAr Stl4iC
time ago. spell the word hart"
'Wot kind of hart?" asked Tommy
Tiggles and the teacher blushed up he
says. as hot as a barrel bonfire.
why, a deer. Of course" she answered.
"Oh all right, teacher" he began.
"Deer-hart; dear, dear; heart, heart.
Dear heart And she never noticed any
thing wrong with It. Just tapped her
pencil on the desk and looked absent
mindedly at the map Of the frigid zone
on the wall for a few minutes, while the
class pegged around spitballs.
or course, he's was q rather bad case.
The classroom physicians sized it up for
a fatal finish about Easter time. Not all
the teachers were as badly smitten The
really dangerous cases were all speedy:
about one-hfth OF the school force sue
cumbed within few weeks. But all the
rest had light attacks IF these cases
turn out badly, too, it is hard to see how
the children will escape having a holiday.
As it is going to school nowadays is al
most as much fun as if the boys were
breaking in a new substitute teacher. And
that, as everybody knows, is better than
any holiday.
The whole trouble is pretty plainly
Cupids work, according to the authori-
ties OF the board Of education. Nobody
will admit that the boy has been seen
around the school, nor does any such
name as Cupid appear on the classroom