Carroll and Brooks readers - a reader for the fifth grade . t. I wished to do just as I would at school,and so I used to go outdoors and with measured stepsapproach the porch. Entering the house, I sat downbefore a table, and cheerfully began to study. The few days before the opening of the school weretaken for my preparation. I needed copy-books, aslate, an abacus, which is a frame strung with wireson which are wooden beads to be moved in countingand reckoning, and a small writing-box, containing astone ink-well, a cake of India ink, a china water-vessel,and brushes. I must have also a round
Carroll and Brooks readers - a reader for the fifth grade . t. I wished to do just as I would at school,and so I used to go outdoors and with measured stepsapproach the porch. Entering the house, I sat downbefore a table, and cheerfully began to study. The few days before the opening of the school weretaken for my preparation. I needed copy-books, aslate, an abacus, which is a frame strung with wireson which are wooden beads to be moved in countingand reckoning, and a small writing-box, containing astone ink-well, a cake of India ink, a china water-vessel,and brushes. I must have also a round lunch set, thethree pieces of which can be piled one upon anotherlike a miniature pagoda, and then, when empty, be 118 A READER FOR THE FIFTH GRADE put one within another to reduce the size. A pair of chopsticks went with the set, of course. Now all must be purchased new as if everything had a new start. And then a new school suit was i bought, together with a navy cap. I These were all ready the day be- , ^ fore school opened. And then came the night be-. fore I was to go. I played thepart of a watch-dog by sleepingright near my property. In fact,I went to bed early, but I couldnot sleep till after everybody hadretired for the night. And thenI dreamed that my abacus stood up, its beads chatter-ing on how to start the trip in the morning. Itwas joined by the copy-book, made of soft, Japanesepaper, which parted hither and thither in walking, asa Japanese ladys skirt. The next morning I set out with my father for theschool. The faces of every one in the house lookedout at me from the door. I made every effort to bedignified in walking, but could not helplooking back just once, whenmy face broke into a smile,and I felt suddenly very as I heard my younger brother struggling to getaway from my mother to follow me, I hastened on.
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