The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1909-08-20

oil with which Josef Bureschy, whose
mother was vain, anointed his too
sparse couture. In the face of this
union Frederick William. whom Miss
Lucy had placed in the first and near
est seat. v~aliantly but vainly gave
forth his usual clean, soapy smell of
the laundry.
Miss Lucy, as she sat and smelled
the many-scented incense of Glass A,
felt a depressing wane of her young
enthusiasm.
Just at this moment the half-closed
door opened and a young man peeped
shyly in. He was a timid-looking
young mar with pale specialized eyes
and he carried a red copybook. Miss
Lucy, seeing the book, knew the
young man to be the critic teacher.
This critic teacher was the dread
embassy of the training school under
whose kindly guidance still continued
such young and tender teachers as
Miss Lucy. And it was often found
that after a visit from this critic
teacher these same young and tender
teachers must perforce HE themselves
back to the school, there to study a
year longer.
Gle sits in your ROOM" a teacher
friend had shudderingly told Miss
Lucy, and you don't know what you
are saying and everything you take
hold of drops. and all the time he just
sits there and writes down all your
mistakes and you stay at home for a
week after because you are sick
How silly" exclaimed the superior
Miss Lucy. Il never get rvo If
he comes in my room l shall merely
greet him with my ordinary manner
and 60 on with my usual work"
From this calm announcement we
can easily imagine Miss Lucy advanc-
ing to meet the critic teacher with an
lneffable cOndescension. Instead Of
which she stood still and opened her
mouth several times vainly. Then she
g'rSled. The critic teacher, who in
reality was only a painfully shy, WON
an-fearlng young man. also gurgled.
He then extended a cold and clammy
hand, which Vas met by one equally
cold and clammy. AT this point a loud
whisper was heard from Sophie Bauer
schmidt. who suspected Miss Lucy of
matrimonial designs upon every man
from the janitOr down. Its Miss
Luzy's beau" she explained loudly.
Miss Lucy glared wildly at her and
the critic teacher, sinking weakly into
a chair, opened his notebook. Miss
Lucy turned to her class and for a
moment smiled vaguely and appeal
ingly at them with a dreadful shadow
Of her Entertainment" smile. Then,
s%uppressing a tendency to swallow all
the time, she began to direct the read
ing lesson in a voice that reminded
her Of Frederick William reciting a
memory gem. AS for the critic teach
er, still appalled, by the announcement
that he was Miss Lucy's beau, he sat
wretchedly on the ridge of Miss Lu-
cy's chair and wrote swiftly and con
stantly in his book.
At last Frederick Williams turn
came to read. See kitty chump," said
he. It was the first sentence in the
primer and the only one he had ever
mastered. He rendered it upon all
occasions and it was always accepted
by Miss Lucy with an indulgent smile.
However, this time she shook her
head. NO, dear" she said sweetly;
"try again"
See kitty chump," said Frederick
co~mplacently.
hen Miss Lucy came toward him
and bending over him pointed to the
first word.
1t was at this moment that the still
hess OF the room was suddenly dis
PEELED by a loud smack. This smack
sudden, loud and sharp-was followed
by a GREATNESS gasp from the class.
Then a sound of lamentation fell upon
the air.
Anna" said Miss Lucy, instinc-
lively, come here. And you. Sophie,
also"
Anna came snllenly. Sophie tear
fully nursing a very red cheek. Miss
Lucy, standing between them, glanced
at the critic teacher. He had stopped
writing and, pen held in hand, was
evidently critically waiting the out
come of tais breach Of discipline"
Anna" began Miss Lucy, why
did you strike Sophie?"
Il never done i'd" declared Anna.
Sophie" said Miss Lucy, why did
Anna strike you?"
Sophie, who was rather ENJOYING
herself, shifted violently. she took
my cent she said. land I got it back
and then she hit me in the jaw and,
Miss Lucy, | get the toOthache," fin
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