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a- log hut of a single room lighted by post-hole windows, furnished with
flesks and backless blenches of rude planking. At one end is a platform just
large enough for the teacher's chair and table, with a row of moth-worn
lesson books on the wall alongside, and a small, but gorgeous, ican above.
There, in toto, is the visible, equipment of Karkov's village schooL
- Under such conditions7-distant from official observation, lonely amid a
"peasant world, Anna Ivanawna, honor student of her year at' the University
of Kiev, is training 30 small Russian and Russian-Jewish citizens for to
morrow. The villagev duma gives her free lodging in the lean-to of the
schoolhouse, her salary is 15 roubles' ($7.50) a month! ' -
What joy she finds in life must come from the sense of worth-while
work well done. A woman, neither young nor. old, ungraceful, thin, with '
sallow skin and sad, dark eyes, there is yet an-illusive something in her
manner vwhich compels attention, a
'ring In the timbre or her voice tnat
"tells of Indomitable effort ' y
"Be welcome," said Anna Ivanaw
na, offering neither explanation or
apology for her Burroundings. "Visit
ors are an astonishing occurrence.
Not once In half a dozen years does
one honor us. IVe are, as you see,
near the end of our writing lesson."
A score-of studiously-bowed boys
and girls tried to observe the stranger
"Andrusha, you may bring up your
He came -at once, carrying a well
filled slate on which these words had
' been scrawled in patient repetition:
"Liberty, equality, fraternity."
"Does he understand What he
writes?" I asked.
Anna Ivanowa fended the ques
tion with another.
"Is there need," she parried, "when1
one is twelve years old.
"Perhaps" her thin hand turned
the hour glass on the table "per
haps you would like to hear our cate
chism lesson? It is the rule at this
A moment and the elder gSfls and
boys stood Defore her in a painstak
ing row. Angular undersized, typical
children of a famine government,
"What has God done for us?"
A bright-eyed girl answered brisk
ly: "He has made us. He protects
us! It Is His will that every man
and woman shall be happy."
Quick on the stupendous statement
came a challenging question. .
"Then we" displease God Dy being
Slowly the intelligent face clouded
Tvith perplexity, one slender naked
foot drew "patterns on the sanded
"No, ma'am. Lots of- people lots
of people," the faltering treble sank
, His big,- bony hand, strong and
capable as a man's, fell instantly.
"Everybody would be happy if they
could,' saidvAlexis thoughtfully, "if
the tax collector the law "he paus
ed miserably, aware -that he could
not express1 hlj-thdught.
Anna Ivaefcwna's attention was
"We will reiriemlkr what God wills
f,or us," she commented, her eyes' on
the catechism of thesynod open in
her hands. , , "
The boys inquiring glamce exam
ined the official book. It seemed ob
vious that she taught- from' it. Yet
hereditary victims of over-strain and I he was vaguely conscious that her
"Children," questioned their teach
er, the catechism of the holy synod
in hand, "who is God?" s
"God is our father," mumbled num
ber one a boy. N
implied accusation arraigned both
the government and the czar.!
His precocious thought weighed
self-evident truth against the bitter
life he knew!
. "Youee," observed Anna Ivahaw-