The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1908-09-04
The Professors Rebellious
Pupil.
BY Lulu E. Whit.

eBut uOu'L uuueT,bduu " fct,
blur.ed out the golden haired, pouiy
Tipped girl. II can't see where you
get the one-elghth. In fact l don't
understand any OF IT," and she
closed the book in her lap with a
bang.
well" said the handsome young
professor, smiling from behind his
hat, ''shall we 20 over 1t agaln?" II s
tone is very patient and indulgen'.
He is lying lazily on the grass. and
seems to be enjoying the disturbance
Of the pretty girl seated near him.
~ don't see any use," said the girl
shortly. 1--WE have gone over and
over 1T and I just can't follow you. )"
1--WE might try 1t again" mildly
suggested the young educator.
III will not" cried the crimson.
pouty lips. II hate it; 1t is horrible,
horrible, Oh, Oh" and the shining
drops burst through the long, golden
lashes. II almost feel like saying IT
can 20 to the-devil," and she threw
the green-backed text book. tablet
and pencil down the grass covered
slope.
The lazy young professor picked
himself leisurely up and sauntered
down the slope after the abused
books. When he had returned and
dropped down beside her he said
slowly, tantalizlngly, smiling all the
while: "You are delightful! II you
only knew how pretty you are wnen
you are angry! You have such a
reckless amount of vim. Now II you
could eivert 1t to this green GOV.
cred"
''Green covered nothlng!" she ex-
claimed angrily, not allowing him t.
complete his sentence, II tell you
hate it, and l hate you too, Professor
LeHox. You are always laughing al
me. never look at you but you
seem to be amused. ! suppose you
think l am such big ninny to be 10
school. Well l would have gradual
ed long ago but for this hOrrid old
mathematics know as much a.
you do 10 everything else, and you
know do. Didn't I stick you Ia
grammar last Monday"
Eyes, dear Nellie, you did," he
acknowledged, with twinkle 10 his
eye. "But am not to blame that II
is quite as necessary that you be as
proficient In mathematics as In gram.
mar"
II don't want to be. tell you.
hate them. Why don't you tell papa
l never shall be able to master
them?" she asked him severely
"Then he will let me quit school,"
"Why my dear, dear girl. because
have no inten of losing so sweet
a pupil as long as can help 1t, even
II she does hate me-"
''Yes, ! do hate you," insisted the
red lips, tossing her head with III
wealth Of golden curls. you had
no business coming over here and
spelling my Saturday afternoon b.
telling mamma you would assist m.
with this stuff. You have made MI
angry and made me say devil"
swell, Nell', sasd he, quietly pick
Ing up his hat, II am sorry that yol
hate me, sorry spoiled your after
noon, sorry made you angry, anC
sorry l made you say devil. And
suppose you will think l am mon
ster when tell you / have enjoyed
every bit Of 1t, even the devil, and
he continued still more quietly, unit
his tone and manner were unendurin,
to the angry girl, "would you mint
not brushing those petals from you
hair? They look very pretty there.
Professor Lenox!" exclaimed tn,
girl, "You certainly say some wonder
full things for a professor. or course
she continued sDeeringly, "you wer
not doing anything but watching tn
plum blossoms fall, and keeping
track Of the boats out yonder." Sh
waved her hand toward the blue rib
bon OF bay. ut Is easy enough t,
tell how to solve a problem when w,
know it. / hate school and you know
1t. l love to keep house and ten,
my flowers. Thank goodness you
old school will soon be out. and thel
can do what l please for awhile
Heaven knows l have all the school
ing need"
"Well, do you know, Nell, rattle
think so too" he said, surveying he
critically, while teasing smile play
nj l.. III