Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1918-03-15
WHY JESSIE PASSED
per syndicate.)
BY v. c. PERRY.

a log, and a man and q girl-all at
their best. Wouldn't it inspire any
one?' Jessie Wilson, the girl, laughed
roguishly at the opportunity she had
opened for the man at her side.
'The lake is beautiful, with that
moon ray glimmering from away out
In the night, and the girl, too, is beau
tiful, if she will pardon me for saying
1t; but the man doesn't seem to fit into
this beauty" Andrew Parson replied
seriously.
slow serious you are. If I didn't
know men well I would think you
meant that, but you don't, do your
she asked.
"Yes, all of it," he answered. "But
let us talk of something else. You are
going away tomorrow, aren't your
"Yes; back to the old city to write
on examinations. I just hate school
and examinationsi I would make mis-
takes on purpose IL 1t wasn't for the
disgrace dad and mother would think
it. They want mi to teach after 1 go
to normal, and I don't want to-. I'm
twenty now. A girl at twenty wants
to have some fun, doesn't she?"
Twenty is very young" he an
swered. "But, tell me, why don't you
want to teachT"
because / am not intended for a,
teacher. I just hate teaching and
teachers. There's not one of them that
is nice-no, not one I have met" Her
tone was decided.
He smiled a trife, but the moon was
behind a cloud and she could not see
him. you'll return next Monday, with
it all over" he said when he spoke
again.
eyes, I'll return to the incest sum-
mer resort on earth to spend the sum-
mer. VIII you be here?"
mo, I leave on Saturday"
"You don't seem to be a bit sorry"
she pouted.
mo, l am not, He watched her
face closely, and chuckled inwardly at
the pout on her lips. "For, you see, I
am coming back a week from Saturday
to spend a two months vacation here"
he continued.
"Won't that be splendid" she ex-
claimed, and her pleasure was ap-
parent.
The next morning he was at the sta
ton to see her off and wish her luck.
SIT will just be luck that will get
me through" she said. 81 do not know
a thing about algebra, and am sure I'll
funk. The algebra teacher is a wretch
and / could never learn anything from
him."
J After the train pulled out Parsons
looked after 1t with a sigh. IT wonder
what she would think If she knew I
was an algebra ~teacher?" he unused.
81 wonder what she would think If she
knew Iwas going to mark the very
paper she is afraid she will fail on.
i won't know which n is hers,
though, thanks to the number system"
: For two days Andrew Parsons had
been marking algebra papers, and he
gave an ejaculation of t~hankfulness
when he started to mark the last one
of the pile. No. 6, was the only means
of Identification on the paper. The
first solution was correct, 1t had been
correct on SO per cent of the other pa.
pers. Not another answer was right.
, No. 8 was better at composition, he
could tell mat by the way the essay
commenced. It was a girl, be could
see by the writing. She had chosen
the subject, IA Character Study In
Everyday Life" AS he read, Andrew
became more and more Interested"
1t was no wonder his cheeks burned.
Such a hero-worshiping description of
himself, told in such glowing, original
language, would make any man blush.
He read and reread 1t. There was not
"a fault to be found with it. 1t was
the most wonderful composition he had
" read. The last paragraph partic-
ularly abounded with praise and ended
with the words: "a perfect mana
man any woman could worshipl"
He undid the algebra bundle once
more. No. 6 was right on top. He re-
read the paper. Forty marks were re-
CURED for a pass, and he had only
given her ten. Yes. the paper was
worth forty marks, and he was very
glad he had reread 1t.
The summer was drawing near an
arf@he-most delightful summer An
drew Parsons had ever had. He was
waiting on the beach for Jessie. She
came skipping out of the hotel, -four
fishing a paper.
candy, the results are out, and I
have passed." she shouted as she
neared him. She was wildly excited
when she Joined him. 81 am so glad
for mothers and dads sakes. 1 can't
see how I got through that algebra"
"Perhaps your composition helped"
he suggested.
"What do you know about that COM
position?" she flashed, her cheeks
scarlet.
He had to confess.