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it was done. One after another example I finished. At
last the test was done, and we went home for luneheon.
I could hardly wait until three o'clock, when I could
proudly leave the school half an hour early.
I went back early, very early. One by one the pupils
came in. At last all were in their seats, and Miss J.
read the standings in the test. My name fell upon my
ears. What! Surely something was the matter with my
ears, or perhaps with Miss J.'s voice. "Ruth, seventy
five. You subtracted when you should have divided."
Needless to say there was at least one disconsolate child
in the room who stayed until half-past three.
*i Eighth Grade, Ruth Marshall,
Brvant School. 3232 Second Avenue S.
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A GUILTY WEATHER EYE.
On Labor Day six high school laborers went on a
tricycle picnic with the orders, "Keep your weather eye
open." We did this, but the "weather eye" proved false
and just after an exciting ride down an unexpected hill
the stoutest member of our family knocked a railing off
a bridge.
All went well otherwise until we were seated in a
leafy bower enjoying a fine supper in which melons, roast
corn and hot chocolate played an important part, when the
roof fell in and we received a shower bath. Fortunately
we had two umbrellas with us, so we huddled together to
watch our repast disappear, but the rain did the weeping
for us. We stood this doleful condition as long as pos
sible, and then ran for a bridge. By the time we reached
it we were a shivering crowd and we danced an Indian
war dance to ward off the evil spirit of a cold. After a
council of war we made for the farm house a mile and a
half distant, but, alas' the wheels needed help and when
we did get there the only protection was an old shed.
While one stumbled thru the mud and ram to get to a
telephone, the rest of us did stunts on a grindstone. We
had to stay all night, so we girls went to the house and
were smothered in featheis, but the boys did not even
sleep, since there was only a space six feet square that
was dry. Of course they proclaimed themselves the
heroes and the things they did that night would fill a
comic paper. In the morning the "laborers" came home
on their wheels thru the mud, but we did make eveiybodv
smile. Tho the weather eye proved false we all looked
on the sunny side of life and had a good time
Eleventh Grade, Ruth Ridges,
Central High School. 1644 A Hennepin Avenue.
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WHOLLY FRIVOLOUS HORSES.
While we were coming home from grandma's farm
in our automobile, the motion made me very sick be
cause I was not used to riding such a long distance. On
our way we stopped to visit my aunt. When we arrived
there I went right in and lay down on the sofa to rest.
While I was lying there I thought I saw everything im
aginable, viz Pictures up side down, horses walking on
their ears, people running all over the wall with their
heads down, clocks running backward, and a good many
other things besides. I -wondered what made things look
so funny, but I never found out. Alton Royer,
A. Sixth Grade, 3330 Chicago Avenue.
Horace Mann School.
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THE VERY LOWEST MARK.
Alas, for that Monday morning' I had been dream
ing the whole of the preceding night about that algebra
test, and as a consequence, awoke with a desperate head
ache. After many difficulties reaching it, I finally
found myself the schoolroom. My first thought was to
glance over the rules and a few of the most difficult prob
lems, for I took algebra the first x\riod irt as the
fates had evidently predestined ill fortune for me, I be
came aware that I had forgotten my glasses. It was a
strange looking little girl that entered the algebra room
that morning. How I worked on those problems! No
amount of energy would make them come out right, it
seemed, as I had not seen straight hence, I had worked
with wrong numbers. Words cannot tell how glad I was
when that period was over. I little thought of the poor
reward I should receive for my hard labor.
The following day my test was handed back, and to
my horror and dismay I saw written large figures,
"seventy five." "Oh'" I gasped, and that was all for1'
then great tears were trickling down my cheeks. Was
not that the lowest mark I had ever receivedf This was
not the finale, however, for as one day's failures always
bring bad results, this one kept my name off that month's
h^nor roll. Ruth Rheberg,
6 Tenth Grade, 2435 Tenth Avenue S.
South Side High School,
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SOME TUNEFUL ARITHMETIC.
One day when I was doing my arithmetic I was think
ing about the song we had just sung. I headed my paper
and. started on my examples. They were hard ones, so I
was just thru time. When I looked over my paper the
teacher had the papers collected and I had just time
enough to see I had written "America" for my heading
instead of "Arithmetic." I sat a minute wondering
what I should do, then I jumped up and hurried to my
teacher's desk and told her about it. She gave me my
paper and then said she thought I must be pastry eyed''
today. I went back to my seat and resolved I w,ould not
be called "pastry eyed" again if I could help it.
Fifth Grade, Dora V. Smith,
Bryant School. 3245 Clinton Avenue.
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TIMID TO THIS DAY.
I know of a certain little girl who did not see straight
when she was about three years of age. This little girl
was sitting on a fence one Saturday night, waiting for her
papa. Suddenly she jumped off the fence and in doing so
tore a large hole in her dress, but that made no differ
ence to her. She ran down the street about half a block,
took hold of the gentleman's hand that she went to meet,
and without looking up into his face began talking to him
like the little chatterbox that she was.
Finally she looked up and oh, she ran and ran until
she was safe in her mama's lap. This certain little girl
had met the wrong man. She might have known it was
not her papa, because this gentleman carried a lunch-box
while her papa did not. She thought it was rather
strange that the man did not pick her up and carry her
as her papa always did. The little girl's mama had been
sitting on the porch and saw the mistake. She told the'
papa about it when he came home about five minutes
later, and he was not met by his little daughter that time
until he was fairly in the yard, so that there could be no
mistake. After that even to this day that little girl
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looks twice before she runs to meet her papa or mama.
Perhaps you have guessed that this girl was
Seventh Grade, Bessie J. Schuler,
Adams School. 2209 Fourteenth Avenue S.
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THE RING ON GUARD.
One morning when I awoke found my ring was not
on my finger. I went upstairs to look for it. I searched
my room, I looked under the bed, under the table and all
around in the closet. Then I looked thru my jewelry
and handkerchief boxes, over and over again and still it
was not to be found. After a little while my sis#3r went
up to look for it and as soon as she entered the room she
saw it lying beside the bed. When she came "down tho
rny great surprise she handed me the ring and told me I
must have been blind for not seeing the ring, as it was
lying right beside the bed. Judith Sahlstrom,
Sixth Grade, 821 Twentieth Avenue NEs
Van Cleve School.
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ALL ON A CIRCUS DAY.
The doorbell rang. I went to the door and there was
the postman with a letter for me. I could hardly wait
until I opened it. It ran thus: "DelvmaAs tomorrow,
will be circus day you may go with me to the circus.
Wait at Hall & Dueey's barn. Goodbye, Auntie."
I lan and told mama. Mama said, "Why, yes, you
can go.'' I was delighted. Xcxt day "when I was ready
I went and waited behind Mr. Hall's barn, on the next
ANOTHER CONVERT.
Chicken CharlieOh, land o' goodness! If I eber
git out ob dis I'll be a vegetarium all de res' ob man life.
Judge. Copyright 1904.
avenue. I waited very nearly all day, but auntie never
came. When supper time came I went home. Mama
said, "How did you enjoy the circus?" "Why, mama,
auntie never came at all," said I. "She didn't?" said
mama. Next day auntie came up to see why I had not
met her. I said, "Auntie, I waited very nearly all day
behind Mr. Hall's barn and you never came." "My child,
I did not tell you to wait by Mr. Hall's barn. I said
by Hall & Dueey's barn," said auntie. I could not help
it then, but I missed my dinner and I missed the circus
and parade. Delvina E. Sullivan,
Sixth Grade, 418 Knox Avenue N.
Harrison School.
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A BIT NEARER HOME.
A friend and myself were strolling thru the orchard
eating apples and came upon a pasture on the other side
of which was a wood. 'This wood had wild plums and
hazlenuts in it. The hazlenuts were not ripe but we took
some home. After we left the wood our pockets were full
of plums. Going thru the pasture we happened to see
a cow that was black and white. I had a red waist on
and did not see a bull that was coming toward me. My
companion said, "Look there." I am looking at the
cow," I answered. Just as he was going to tell me to
look the right way I went into the air. I came down On
the other side of the fence, a little bruised, but nearer
home. Charles Tupper,
Eighth Grade, 3237 lifth Avenue S.
Bryant School.
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SUCH A BIG HURRY.
One day as I was busy in school a small child
brought me a note from mother telling me to ask my
teacher to excuse me at two o'clock as she wanted me to
go down to the doctor's. Instead of reading it slowly
as I ought to have done, I read it in such a hurry that
instead of two o'clock I read it three. That made a
great deal of trouble. When it was three I went out for
my hat and started home. When at last I arrived (I
thought it a terrible long way tho it was only a block)
to my amazement all the doors were locked. I found the
key where mama always keeps it and went in. No one
was at home, so I made up my mind that mama had
played a trick upon me. Soon I found a note saying
that mama was down town and I must stay at home as
I did not get home in time. But she did not know it was
because I did not see straight. Mae Young,
A Seventh Grade, 2912 Girard Avenue S.
Calhoun School.
The Queerest Tax.
The queerest tax ever imposed by parliament was per
haps that on windows, for it endangered the eyesight and
health of the nation. This tax was first levied tinder
WiBaen IH in 1699. JZ^*s%K 3v
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THE WAY GORILLAS FIGHT
Giants of the Monkey Race Use aims and Teeth, Not
Clubs, as It Has Been Said.
"The prevailing belief that gorillas, chimpanzees or
orang-outangs, as they are variously called, uBe clubs
when they attack each other or their enemies is an en
tirely erroneous One, said the naturalist to a group of
interested hsten'vs. "They do nothing of the sort, and
how such an impression ever earne to exist, or how oldtime
African explorers ever came to formulate such a theory,
is beyond my comprehension. During a long sojourn in
that country I had ample opportunities to learn the truth
about them, and what I discovered there was subsequent
ly confirmed during a protracted hunting trip in Borneo.
The fact is that in fighting each other, or in attacking
or defending themselves from other enemies, they depend
entirely upon their teeth, which are abnormally strong
and sharp, and cut like a razor, making a wound as
smooth and clean as the scalpel of a surgeon. They aye
clumsy on their feet, but the enormous strength of their
powerful arms more than makes up for this deficiency.
In fighting they almost invariably attack the faces or
the limbs of their adversaries, grasping their opponents
with their hands and drawing them close enough to sink
their teeth in their flesh. In the case of human beinga
or other members of the monkey tribe, the gorilla's
favorite point of attack is the hand, and especially the
finger. Catching them by the wrist, the ereature, with
almost irresistible power, drawf
the hand within reach of itiC
fangs, and in the twinkling of a^
eye off come one or more finger^
This mode of warfare is a verf
effective one among the orang
outangs themselves, for, witl
fingers and toes gone, the anim?
is .not only out of the fight, bt
is powerless to climb trees, to
protect himself or to provide
himself with food, and soon suc
cumbs to starvation or falls an
easy victim to some other ani-
mal."
UNIQUE DRIVING OUTFITS
People Look Twice at Teams of
Sheep or Roosters.
Down in Ohio lives a boy who
has trained a pair of sheep to
wear a harness and draw a small
express wagon in which he rides.
The two sheep are of the Cots
wold breed, very large* and hand
some. The lad, who has achieved
the feat of teaching sheep to act
as a team, also owns a big New
foundland dog which had been
accustomed to drawing a small
wagon. When this boy, whose
name is Jesse Hill, decided to
train the sheep, he began_ by
harnessing one of them up with
the dog. Of course, the latter
trotted along and set the exam
ple for his woolly companion.
The sheep soon began to get the
idea and became reconciled.
After this Jesse broke in the
other sheep in the same way, and
finally hitched them up together,
and now has a unique team,
which proves useful as well as
interesting.
A little girl in Pennsylvania succeeded in training
a pair of fine greyhounds to drive. She began training
them when they were about two months old. She made
two blankets and then sewed them together side by side,
after which she put them on the dogs, and led them
about. They soon became accustomed to trotting alone
together and then a pair of harnesses were made for
them, and a little buggy, in which the little lady proudly
rides about. The hounds make a very desirable team on
aecount of the swiftness with which they travel.
Up at Sault Ste. Marie many people enjoy outings
with dog teams. The Indians are decidedly adroit in their
handling of these teams. A Sault Ste. Marie dog team
will haul 500 pounds with ease, and can make six miles an
hour with such a load.
There are at least two cases known where chickens
have been trained to drive. One is that of a little girl
at York, Pa., who hitches a buff rooster to a two wheeled
cart and places a hen in the cart to ride, while she holds
the reins and walks alongside. The other is a Coehm
China rooster in Iowa, which hauls a child about in a
little wagon, carrying the reins in his mouth.
A REALISTIC DREAM.
GentlemanWhywhywhat's the matter, my boy?
WilliamBoo-hoo! I was sitting on that springboard,
sound asleep, dreamin'. I was nearly drowned, an' was
just bein' hauled out o' the water, whenboo-hoo!
-GentlemanWell, when what?
WilliamWhen I woke up an' fell in!^