. Wit bought; or, The life and adventures of Robert Merry . THE SCHOOLHOUSK. 5 stunted bushes amid these heaps of stones,On the louver side of the hill, there was a fineold oak growing out of a heap of splinteredrocks, at the foot of which there bubbledforth a small stream of pure water. This. fountain went by the pretty name jf Silvei Spring. Bill Keeler led me into the school, whichwas then kept by Mrs. St. John. Shelooked at me through her spectacles, andaver her spectacles, and then patted me on 6 WIT BOUGHT. the head, told rne I was a good boy, anl sentme to a seat. In about an hour I was


. Wit bought; or, The life and adventures of Robert Merry . THE SCHOOLHOUSK. 5 stunted bushes amid these heaps of stones,On the louver side of the hill, there was a fineold oak growing out of a heap of splinteredrocks, at the foot of which there bubbledforth a small stream of pure water. This. fountain went by the pretty name jf Silvei Spring. Bill Keeler led me into the school, whichwas then kept by Mrs. St. John. Shelooked at me through her spectacles, andaver her spectacles, and then patted me on 6 WIT BOUGHT. the head, told rne I was a good boy, anl sentme to a seat. In about an hour I was calledup, the spelling-book opened, and the alpha-bet being placed before me, the mistresspointed to the first letter, and asked me whatit was. I looked at the letter very carefully, andthen gazed in the face of Mrs. St. John, butsaid nothing. te What is that ?* said she,peremptorily, still pointing to the first letteiof the alphabet. Now I had not been usedto be scolded, and therefore felt a littleangry at the manner in which the school-mistress addressed me. Beside, at that mo-ment I saw Bill Keeler at the other end ofthe room, looking at me with a saucytwinkle in his eye, which made me still moreangry. What is that ? again said the school-mistress, still more sharply than before. I


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