The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, May 3, 1903, Page 7

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THE SUNDAY CALL. bly indiscreet. “Is it possible that you—" she in- quired, pointing to the advancing chil- dren, many of whom promptly fell over backward under the sudden onslaught of the horrified teacher. Miss Hunt colored angrily. “Something is the matter with the school to-day;” she said sharply. “I never knew them to be- have so in. my life! I can't see what's come over them! They always carry thelr chairs in front of them.” “I should hope so,” responded the visitor placidly;” “nothing could be worse for them than that angle.” ’ “At last they're safe now,” the young- est assistant whispered to her fellow- teacher, as the children sat decorously at- tentive in their chairs, their faces turned “Another kitten,*” conservatively. “No; a big Newfoundland dog. He saw the little kitten near the water. Now, cats don't like the water, do they? They don’t llke a wet place. What do they like?” “Mice!” sald Joseph Zukoffsky abruptly. #Well, yes, they do; but there were no mice in.my yard. I'm sure you know what I mean. If they don't like water, what do they like “Milk!" cried S8arah Fuller, confidently. “They like a dry place,” sald Mrs. R. B. M. Smith. Now, what do you suppose the dog did? ¥ It may be that successive failures had disheartened the listeners; it may be that the very things presented alike to the dog. and them for choice dazzled their imagi- juggested Marantha velopment, according to kindergarten standards, was so absolutely normal as to verge on the extraordinary. He was never ennuye, -never -cross, never disobe- dient. He never anticipated: he never saw what you meant before you said it; he never upset the system by inventing anything whatsoever—the vice of the too active-minded. He was perennially sur- prised at the climaxes of the stories, pas- slonately interested in the games; and clay balls and braided straw represented his wildest dissipations, He sat in his chair till he was told to rise, and re- mained standing till he was urged to take his seat.. His voice, If somewhat off the key, was always prominent in ‘song; his feet, 1f not always in time, were always in evidence when it was a auestion of marching. 7 “Philup, ye bad boy, where's the earvin’ knife?" she said angrily. This was too much for the youngest assistant, who went..off .into something fike hysteria, while the principal tried to explain the inevitable bad effect of shocks and slaps upon the delicate organization of the ehtid. “An' it's beggin’ y'r pardon, Miss, but it's a rale imp o’ Satan he'll be some davs, Iike, an’' I see it in his eye this marnin'! An imp o n!” The principal smiled deprecatingly. “Wa don’t like to hear a child d that,” she said, gently Philip has not been s s morning— say so!” interrupted Philip's parent. “An’ whin it's that way he is, it's little good soft words 'l do, Miss, He gets it from his father. Am' me n curiously ‘U_‘""“’l”‘c strange lady with nations. At any rate, they made no an- To-day he took the middle of the ring able to cut the mate fer his father's din the fascinating plumes in her bonnet. swer. aud beamed cheerfully on them all as ner. He's a sly young one. It's a good “Nothing like animals to bring out the “Nobody fnows what the dog did?" re- they swayed back and forth and sang to spankin’ he needs, Miss, an’ he'll get it protective instinct—feebler dependent on peated the story teller encouragingly. him: P 4 the stronger,” she concluded rapidly, and *“What would you do if you saw a little o WA ar For T tanch us “Take her into the hal Tell then addressed the objccts of th theo- white kitten like that?" A new game to play, her not to spa him. ell h w 3 !‘_V INE ries Again a silence. Then Philip remarked We'll watch you punish him. We understand how to make “Now. children, 1'm going to tell you a gloomily, “I'd pull its tail.” Pe2t 18 tu sorry,” murmured the principal nice story—you all like storfes, I'm sure.” Even this might have been passed over Thore was a slight poetic exaggsration the youngest assistant, as she furn had not the youngest assistant, who had in the idea of Fddy Browa's being able the ¢ e. quit t fust that moment little Richard Wil- sephine Daskam The youngest assistant conducted Phile ip's mother, and dragged Phillp to the hall “Now, Phillp, tell you mother where you hid the ca: ng knife,” she sald in- vitingly. Phillp made a break for the They Pranced About wildly, Shout- outer door. He was caught and reasoned with. Incidentally his naughtiness in ing Snatches of Song. leading the game was mentloned. FHis s A - #_ mother set her jaw and loogened her to teach anybody atything nmew, but thi ""f‘:r:‘ Dars what et vas t 0 one bu‘ the younges: a was telt by no on y What did I say st time I see ye at sisiant. who, recalng his ‘regular pro- gramme cupon such occasions, smiled it? Dirty thrick! You come here to me, 1 : somawhat sardonically sir : As-she had expected, Eddy inglined to Phillp kicked violentiy and pinched the youngest assistant. He set expression of the otk light of generatic kindled in lips agsumed the T woman's. The s of Philistine mothers As _Philip struggled piay “Tripping lightly we go.” His pnception of the process implied in the was a laborlous jumping up on one This exercise toe and down on the other. Oh, goodnees ‘” i@ .' -M‘” wom he would keep up until the crack of ‘doom lllev:!l.v but wil I:‘w w:l' i of Mrs. R. 5 tead Btanley Hall's 1t undiverted from it. When induced to Hh ’:‘1 hsl:r:‘m'.'h:-’\ 4 resonant, floated ikt & Raia J stop he'signaled to Joseph-Zukoffsky to through the transom: = S iCias slang. MAlkh 1 dor take his place. Joseph on being tunefdly _+And 5o we never strike & :Lfi: g be a foolish little girl ar w implored to ‘produce something ne. in o ’P}DI 1, af"‘!h:vh ':“\’I‘ "ei‘::; xa- about ghall be Sok the oy Sealils the way of & game, declared for “Did you It. His mother and Miss Ethel are going o o e S e ever see a laddie?” and the ring started holmfl."'fi” ittle Philip and try to make ; 5 in blithely s c al scrutiny a short, s Philip ducked under his mother's arm woman with crinkly h 1 Did you ever see a laddie, a‘laddie, & faddie; .03 a)most gained the door. The young- tock thelr places, Marantha p.nk 1 Did you ever see a laddle do this way or tha? o0 o i ciant caught him by his apron d mutinous: Je t i After some seconds of consideration Jo- gtring and towed him back. ~His mother - trom a dist ¢ seph solemnly lifted his left heel from the )ooked around hastily, noticed a small into. gulping b ficor and replaced it. This enthralling di- goor half open and caught the youngest simistic and tr r version occupled the ring for a MOMeNnt, assistant's eye i i ackeq Gefinitely. - Phili ap nd then Marantha was summoned. “Cellar?’ she inquired. g 2 ¢ floor hcugh plump as a partridge, Marantha The youngest assistant nodded, and as tac . “Now what shall we sing?” inquired tt <us born for the ballet his mother Hfted Philip bodily and made N X A ¢ - principal briskly thing W will | “Did you ever sec Jassie, a lassie, & for the little it was opened for her Soh- Xt eph choose, bceause n't | lassie?” sang the ¢ ren as Marantha, and closed r.by the only other n happy this morning haps we can ching her little instep and pointing her person “ = » e 5 theer him up toe deliciously, kicked out to one side, al- His mother carried Philip to the coal . ing J a husky voice Joseph suggested My most as high as her wa with a rhyth- "heap and upon she sat and spanked . Heart Is God's Little Garaen In repiy mical precision good to s her son—spanked him systematlcally and g to Miss Hunt's s question Eddy Her eyes sought Philip's, and with a €0¥ after an ancient method upon which civ- 2 had begun Jirown had proposed “Happy Greeting te little smile she took his hand to lead him {jization has been able to make few if any sy the Rain,” a suffictently maudiin reque to the center. Too many poets and novV- jmprovements. She had never read that e ehbe Ak AN T clists have analyzed the inevitable 1ong- cxcellent work, “Child Culture, or How 1 m hat climatic condition, pas nt B ing of woman to allure him Who ScOrns gnajl We Train Our Mothers?” (R. B. M. g Eddy possessed the not unusua her charms, the pathetic passiot to 8t- Smitn’, » disagre combination of a weak mind and a stro tract where she has been brutally Te- Sgon she led him in, subduéd and re- . a a : 1 g E ’x’“v'h." : .n?‘..‘.‘ ito .';( n‘ She Sat and Spanked Her Son—CEpanked Ilim Systematically Aftar an Ancient Methed, Upon Which Civiliza- ‘]“N_::s e Sisanpiis . endeprinciias: ue :r::”ml the demon expelled, to the His ; joe near him starting the we e tion Has Been Able to Make Few if Any Improvements.” Fhilip sulkily flung away her hand “He'll trouble you nmo more, Mis expres- &ir of his own suggestion was overwhelm- & eIl : Gt SRR et e Just then somebody wanted a drink, an@ (he carvin® knife is underneath th' bol- Jked baleful'y ing and Eddy began® shouting it lustily as one teacher led the thirsty child aWaY gter av his bed—the bad "un that he 4 pirouetted Marantha, whose suscepibilities were. ciating teacher to appoint Philip to lead letts sneezed loudly and unexpect to not vot lost her sense of humor, g'ggled 2Nd the other turned her head to attract ~ «Now that Philip is good again—and vainglorious in 1/ke those of others of her sex, distinclly cne-haif of the circle to the chairs and all, himself ircluded, with th ult that convuisively. This, though unnoticed by 'P€ Planist’s attention and propose a New ygy see how quiet he was out fn the hall; » impracticable Sharpened by suffering, knew well enough Marantha the other. More than one vis- his ever-ready suspicion fixed upon his the visitor, was plainly voserved by fully tune Philip. who had not begun to set BlS { tolq you he was thinking very hard— ed behind her. What was responaible for the rival choruf jtor had been wont to remark the unanim- neighbor, Andrew Halloran, as the direct half the children, with the result that Model till the last moment. suddenly lit- we')l sing a song to show how glad s g Se”Tii upheld Joseph with all her powers of ity with which this exercise was per- cause of the convils Andrew’s well- when Mrs. R. B. M. Smith inquired pa- ©9 his thumb to his nose, contracting an@ we are and he shall choose it. What ) b atinalibee rt and voice. The tunes In question furmed. Kach child grasped his little chair meant offorts to detach from Richard's thetically expanding his fingers in strict time. would Philip like to sing? with a tight Ifttle Were, like many.of the kindergarten rep- by the arm, and, holding it before him, vest the pocket handkerchief securely fa “And what do (e rest of you think? _ Her rapld glance hua shown the teacher Philip murmured huskily that his heart P ertolre, somewhat similar.cund a few scc- carrled it to its appoinied place In the (encd thereto by & large biack safety-pin 1 hope you are not so cruel as that litte ® Fing of chiliren apparently tapping was God's little garden and thers was 9 that ©nds of chuotic discords amazcd Mrs. K. circle. So well had they learned (he mar urrengthened the Iatter's conviction of in. boy.’ A jealous d s're to share Philips heir noses, and oniy a' horrified snort more joy over him than over the two 3 “ sity 4 ate. Philiy B- M. Smith and vexed the teachers neuver that the Dispo chords were sufi-"o 0t 0 Tucl 0T e arh C Sat i e aticétes. prompted the quick vespons from Mrs. R. B. M. Smith and a mor- Jozen that needed no repentance. ljusted 1t _ NOW see on what slight thread event:: cient monitors, and the three teachers, 4o MURT BEF LI R IS BUCERT T SR O, mured “Heavens!” from the returning But the youngest assistant avoided Mrs. . *H p ¢ 1 ang, to Or® strung! What she nnocentiy sup- having seen the line safely started, gath- goPeot 80 b0 REE A ETE B LBl oblivious to the story, Sistant called cher atiention to the circle R. B. M. Smith’s eve, for she had opened e, @ g appearance, P°5¢d to be a m'uun(l.('rfila wing of the ered around their visitor to hear more of evidint-Remeward ’,_‘pmm““' - which fnished somehow, the dog having ©f children gravely assuming an attitude (he cellar do f the sensatio =ong seiecled influenced one of the teac I_\— u..‘ theory Thig broke in upon the story, and even done little, and the Kitten, If anythinz, prescribed nowhere in Froebel, nor, in- e o e T ' i wer easurable His a .’(‘m‘” ".'l‘_'k‘."’:”]‘:_:) V;'r» ';"‘;:"“J“”;ml‘”'l’-ru l)-uh':'v'\hdl Aimpression Philip labored, = got under way again therewas '€85. She was lost in a miserable wonder deed, in any system, social or Delsartean. Quieting the Sea. d ne nal aMirmation A-u : - e |¢ 'h” Wk salpdtinantl with what malignant power he had made an atmosphere of excitement quite un- What was the matter with them? Alas: Philip, now utterly abandoned to the A stormy surface of the sea can be thespin Marantha SUPPOse that th S ving the children of T 0w is unknown. He Had no SppReESnEe ..\ 1neq fyithe tale itself. she could not know that the root of a:l spirit of successful deviltry that Intoxi- stilled by spreading a net over it. Fish- vigor over her own tip- 'h® sunss, thus ""‘f"‘“"m “;v‘e' m‘_”e"e al planning darkly: his actions seemed °..yociorday, children, as 1 came out of the evil was planted in the breast of cated him beyond control, danced up and ing stations are especially interested in tle feature. A sharp and uncom- "3""’;' T e his opinton in tugn \Ne result of instantaneous inspiration, . " orq”what do you think I saw?" Philip, the demon-ridden. His s.ightest down, inviting one, two and three out of a net designed by Baron & Allesandro, a ing tweak was the result and Ma- ° ’“;”“ ”l‘ ‘k‘““ ; “;“‘;nmmm v, Standing before his chair, as if about to . mpe elaborately concealed surprise in ©Mort was blessed with a success beyond the demoralizing ring to share his orgy. Fremch inventor. This floating met ‘s rieking, tore off the clothespin 7 {“I"j“‘(’p’:(‘r(';: her own system o Uike his scat, he subsided partially, then. gore was so obvious that Marantha rose DS hopes. He had but to raise his finger They pranced about wildly, shouting woven of very light cords, possessing, rk that sent little Richard wiyi- 1" and describe WOt own AACR O grasping the arms. half bent over, he i tne accasion and suggested: and his mates rallied all unconsclous ¥ snatches of songs, pushing each other, however, & sirong powrr of resistance. nst his nelghbor. Out of 1o\ oy of questions; the nterested co- Thodied toward ' the circle. This neturkl g, Salomt P to his support. Nor did he require geaf to the shocked remonstrances of the Its mesh is four inches square. A special ard was & timorous oo CUTR T e child's intelligence, 1n Method of transportation commended it- . wwhy, no! Why should I see an ele. \MOUSht; on the moment dlabollcal Insbl- {eachers, while in their midst. flushed and preparation of the inventor rendefs it ' fully convinced that the en- 0 " %0 "Ll e added, the subjects “C!f in a twinkling to his line, and, With- phant tn my yard? It wasn't nearly so T“tion selzed him and his conception ma- gcreaming, Phillp and Marantha, satyr besides being very strong, buoyant in rearten medicated continual as- D("07 W0 T8 T RS B0 SO e simple CUt the slightest disturbance or hesitation, big as that—it was a little thing.” terialized almost before he had grasped ,nq bacchante, leaped high in the air. extreme. s size is inconsiderable and it por bis ymall person—rose the . "L UL (6 complex historical they imitated him exactly. Experience A figh?" ventured Eddy Brown, whose It himself. “The very children of Mght 1, \ne goor there suddenly appéared a weighs but 120 grams to the square yard, & volce of Marnutha: ircidents were used. She indicated her hould have taught Marantha the futility eye fell upon the aquarfum in the corner. Yore Mmade to minister unto him. @ In o oman in & checked apron with a shawl and its cost is only 3 francs the square arc a bad, bad boy, Phip; you ~villingness to relate to the children a ©f following his example, but she was of The raconteuse smiled patiently. R case oL IS e A e ey he OVeF her head. As the teachers pulledithe ard. a fishing station consisting model story of this order, calling the An Aage When experience appeals but “Why, no! How could a fish, a live fish, Vit R feeling of aveoiute safety ihe ,ingieaders apart and the pianist, to a only of a boat of the ordinary fishing gled accusations the bewilder- feacher's attention in advance to the al- SHghtly; and determined to excel him, at get in my front yard?" SMMAEs Sslieg upyn Body T Bddy was Shocked murmur of remonstrance, played craft size 30 square meters of foating the waiting circle in a game. one of the standbys of the kindergarten. He was a littlé old for it, but being in- capable of promotion, owing to his ina- net would be quite sufficient to guarantee the stability of the calm sea -surface for 530 periments recently conducted have given “Traumerel” with the soft pedal down, while a circle of flushed and paipitating “little birds" rocked themselves to slecp with occasional reminiscent giggles and ed L r pald scant heed. why ail you little children uch fault with Philip,” she said the risk of falling at every step on her al- ready injured nose, she bent over so far that the legs of her chair pointed almost “A dead fish?" persisted Eddy, who was never known fo relinquish voluntarily an idea. most incredible certainty that would char- acterize the children’s anticipation of the events thus judiclously and psychologi- it & Ex- station, giving meters. re &ly. “What if he did put his cally sclected. directly upward. Her line followed her, “It was a little Kkitten sald the story- ciothespin on his nose? It was @ foolish The arm chairs, shortly to contain so and, waddling, shuffiing, gnome-like, they teiler decidedly: “a little white kitten. "“‘:{ ‘;"m:;’:d';‘:':‘;:r': :fu’;:::;’: twitters, the woman in the door advanced proof that the most violent storm fm ne ©hing Lo do, but why need you do 1t? You much acute anticipation, were ranged made for the circle. It had all the effect She was standing Tight near a great big Jarece "It woia slmost seom that Froe. 1o @ littie bird whose chief interest, as he way affects the net, which iu the faulest weather will be found to vemaln un- damaged ruffied his gingham plumage, seemed to be to evade an obviously maternal call. have And what else do you of a carefully inculcated drill, and to Mrs. R. B. M. Smith the effect was inexpressi- puddle of water. think T saw?"” bel had Eddy Brown in mind in elaborat- ing his educational schemes, for his de- neatly on both sides of the long room. Some malefic influence caused the offi- made more trouble than he, Maran- f ntened little Richard

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