. The Hoosier school-master : a novel . One young woman, called Phil, a sweet-faced person, appar-ently a farmers wife, came up to Ralph and looked at himkindly, playing with the buttons on his coat in a child-likesimplicity. Her blue-drilling dress was sewed all over withpatches of white, representing ornamental buttons, and thewomanly instinct toward adornment had in her taken this child-ish turn. Dont you think they ought to let me go home ? she .saidwith a sweetness and a wistful, longing, home-sick look, thattouched Ralph to the heart. He looked at her, and then atthe muttering crones, an
. The Hoosier school-master : a novel . One young woman, called Phil, a sweet-faced person, appar-ently a farmers wife, came up to Ralph and looked at himkindly, playing with the buttons on his coat in a child-likesimplicity. Her blue-drilling dress was sewed all over withpatches of white, representing ornamental buttons, and thewomanly instinct toward adornment had in her taken this child-ish turn. Dont you think they ought to let me go home ? she .saidwith a sweetness and a wistful, longing, home-sick look, thattouched Ralph to the heart. He looked at her, and then atthe muttering crones, and he could see no hope of any betterfate for her. She followed him round the barn-like rooms,returning every now and then to her question, Dont you thinkI might go home now? A CHARITABLE INSTITUTION. 165 The -weak-eyed girl had been called away for a moment, andRalph stood looking into a cell, where there was a man witha gay red plume in his hat and a strip of red flannel ahouthis waist. He strutted up and down like a POTATO ON ONE SIDE. I am General Andrew Jackson, he began. People dontbelieve it, but I am. I had my head shot off at Bueny Yisty,and the new one that growed on isnt nigh so good as the 1C6 TIIE HOOSIER SCHOOL-MASTER. old one; its tater on one side. Thats why they take advan-tage of me to shut me up. But I know some things. Myhead is tater on one side, but its all right on tother. Andwhen I know a thing in the left side of my head, I know down here. Let me tell you something out of the leftside. Not out of the tater side, mind ye. I wouldnt a-toldyou if he hadnt locked me up fer nothing. Bill Jones is athief! He sells the bodies of the dead paupers, and thensells the empty coffins back to the county agin. But thatant all Just then the weak-eyed girl came back, and, as Ralphmoved away, General Jackson called out: That ant all. Illtell the rest another time. And that ant out of the taterside, you can depend on that. Thats out of the left sid
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