. Stories of a country doctor . rd was the! Who told 3^ou that you might read in this class,Joe. Pap did. Your pap did ? When did he tell you ? This mornin. You are sure of that, Joe. Yes sir, I am ; for I heard him when he said it. What did your father say, Joe ? He said fur me to bring my second reader toschool an read in this class. Joe, I dont believe your father said any suchthing, for he knows you can not even read in the firstreader. I feel sure Joe that you are telling me a false-hood. Now, are you sure that that is what he said? Yes sir, (hesitating) I-I think he did. Now, Joe 1 will
. Stories of a country doctor . rd was the! Who told 3^ou that you might read in this class,Joe. Pap did. Your pap did ? When did he tell you ? This mornin. You are sure of that, Joe. Yes sir, I am ; for I heard him when he said it. What did your father say, Joe ? He said fur me to bring my second reader toschool an read in this class. Joe, I dont believe your father said any suchthing, for he knows you can not even read in the firstreader. I feel sure Joe that you are telling me a false-hood. Now, are you sure that that is what he said? Yes sir, (hesitating) I-I think he did. Now, Joe 1 will give you one more chance to tellthe truth. Are you sure-now-that-you-heard-your-father- Education and Pioneer Schools. 43 tell-you-to-bring-your-second reader to school and readwith this class ? Be careful now. Joe was in great distress. He shifted his weighton to the opposite leg, fought an imaginary mosquitooff the other shin, shrugged up his shoulders, walled uphis eyes and ran his tongue away down to the point ofhis chin—. it mought a been a hoss do you say Joe? Did you hear your father say that? Joe made a profound struggle, heaved up another Umh, and answered : Well, sir, I heard something it mought a been a hoss nickerin! 44 Education and Pioneer Schools. This was too much. I couldnt restore order forten minutes. Indeed I dont think that I came toorder much before that time myself. A few years before the war I was riding throughone of the sparsely settled border counties, looking for apoint for a summer school—having exhausted the appro-priation and the willingness to personal sacrifice with along winter term in another Qounty. Along in the after-noon I came by a log school house, and before I got toit, I could hear the teachers voice, Git yer lessons! He seemed very harsh or angry. I got down and went in. The teacher was a strapping big fellow in his shirtsleeves without shoes, and with a foot as big as a fiddlebox. I introduced myself but didnt get mu
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