The Arizona copper camp., 1920-04-24

you said, DO this and they did it.
But it isn't like that at ALL You say, '
DO this and they do something else. S
Isn't it so?" 6
He went away and long process
sion of him followed So many that
Little Son" forgot to mention it at
luncheon. 1t became part of the
daily routine.
Then one day the science man
went away. That day Little Son"
cried, for the science man was a
great teacher and the boys followed
him as Pied Piper.
Strange sights and sounds came
from his room. Rumbles and flashes
and nasty smells. Boys with sleeves
rolled up and smudges across their
noses lodged in and out and about
on mysterious errands. Sometimes a
big sign scrawled in wobbly big let
ters informed the curious that the
science class had gone to the park.
to string some wires and would bel
back after lunch. His work was art.
They made airplanes and motor
boats. They experimental with paints.
They invented signals. They mendedI
the bells and installed new ones
wherever there was an excuse for
one They were busy people and
the teacher was the busiest one of
the class. One never got a chance
to speak to him except as he flew
past with a kite tail of boys behind
him, bounds in hot pursuit of some
new project.
One of his boys went from the
classroom and enlisted in the navy
as wireless helper. An accident
befell the big battleship he served
and he lost his life. The science
teacher who had fitted him for the
| service he had given his country,
turned out with the rest of the school
| to pay him the last honors one snowy
day in December. AS the last of the
sad procession passed from sight he
sighed and turned back toward the
school.
"Ill miss him so. I'll miss his
coming back to tell me what he was
doing and get advice about the things
that were troubling him. That's the
best part of my job. The boys COM
| ing back.
"It gives you such feel of the
world. You charge these kids and
they go out and try themselves and
thcn they come back, stepping high,
and sort of recharge themselves and
you. Yes, I'll miss. him sorely."
| When the high cost of living
scared still higher he resigned A
short time later he returned to visit
his old school,
I've come back, he announced,
Ito be recharged, like the kids"
| what are you doing? How are
you getting on? Are you getting
| ahead?"
20, l make more money. My com
mission is. about what my old salary
used to be. I'm a few laps ahead of
the butcher and baker. I'm getting
hold of the coat tails of the H. G. L.
and suppose / ought to be satisfied
with that.
/ But I'm not l want to be with
the children. But if~the people of the
/ state would rather pay me for selling
them cheap socks, why, I'll have to
go on selling cheap socks so that my
children may have a chance to live"
| Science or socks? Cheap socks or
| fine children. There was a time when
the distance between science teach
| ing and selling cheap socks was as
far apart as the poles. Today the
| distance measures the difference be-
tween the sharp struggle for bare
living and the comfortable margin
for good living.
So the science man went away and
there came in his place a breezy
young man who carried a stout brief
case of bright yellow leather with
shiny buckles.
"Of course" he said to the princi-
pal 81 don't intend to do this for any
| length of time. I have to do some
! thing to earn my way through law
school and as many of our great
statesmen began their careers by
teaching a school, / decided to fol-
low their example.
I'm altogether new at this sort of
thing but I'll make stab at it and
get along as best l can. AS 1 said,
it is only for short time that I'll
do it."
Frank, at least, was the budding
statesman. But what of the chill
| !.