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Taranaki Herald, Volume XL, Issue 9011, 18 February 1891, Page 4

CHILDREN'S COLUMN. ) "IT WILL JDo'tO-MOBROW." : ___ j I have a very good story to tell yon this j week. j Olaf Petersen was never in aliurry, . ! If his wife said — " I must have some more flour to-day,' or there will be no bread for our breakfast to-morrow, do go to the mill,?- he would say — " You are always fidgeting, I, daresay it will do to-morrow." And then Lina would have to borrow from her neighbours to prevent the children going , hungry to school, while Olaf sauntered off with an empty sack over his shoulder. Once his habit of putting off saved his little crop of hay, for a thunderstorm.. washed away a good deal of his friends' that \yap out, I while his, being standing, escaped without injury, and he never tired of pointing to this 1 occasion, and called his indolence wisdom. I' One afternoon a boy came running towards him, crying — ■ 1 " Oh, Fetersen, the river is rising fast, it is i nearly at the top of the dyke by your field of : corn." " Thank you, Johan, I will see to it tomorrow," said Olaf placidly, with his hands in his pockets. " Father says the water will be over the dyke before morning," he said. We have been hard at work at our bank all day, and it is not high enough yet." And the boy looked doubtful. Olaf looked at the sky and then down at the water. " The rain has stopped," he said, " and the clouds are gone, so there will be no more to-night." And Olaf went out in the morning, and found his field a lake, and the corn floating in small wisps and bunohes on the Burfaoe of the water. But the loss of his crop did not cure him. It took a harder lesson. •' Olaf," said Lina, " I wish yon would see to little Jacob's boots. There is. a hole in them, and he gets his feet wet, and coughs sadly." " Ah, yes, I'll look at them to-morrow," he said. But before the boots were touched, little Jacob was in bed, propped up with pillows, panting and struggling for breath ; whilst Olaf, who dearly loved his youngest child, watched anxiously beside him, and resolved that he would never put off till to-morrow what might be done to-day. ♦ 1 THE PIGEON" AND THE OWL. There once was a pigeon, as I have heard say, . Who wished to be wise ; And she thought to herself, I will go to the owl, Perhaps he'll advise ; And if all he tells me I carefully do I'm sure to get wisdom. And then away she flew. Now when little Miss Pigeon arrived at the barn, She found the owl there. Most humbly she cooed out her wish, bat the owl Did nothing but stare. " Well, well," thought Miss Pigeon, ".but of course I can wait ; I will not interrupt him, for his wisdom is so great." She waited and waited. At last the owl bunked, . And deigned a remark ; " Oh, you will never be wise, f oolish pigeon, unless You stay in the dark, And stretch your small eyes, and fly out in the night, And cry — "Hoo — oo— oo," with all your might." So little Miss Pigeon to practice began ; But all she conld do Her eyes would not stretch, and her voice would not change Its soft, gentle coo ; And she caught a sad. cold from the nights' damp and chill, And, lacking the sunshine besides, she fell iIL So little Miss Pigeon, gave np being wise, '" For, plainly," said she, " Tho' owls are the "wisest of birds, theirs is not ■ The wisdotn for me ; So 111 be the very, best pigeon I can." And, what do you/think ? She grew wise on thatulan. , LITTLE GIEXS BEAR PUNISHMENT LIKE MARTYRS. The boys and' girls who read this narrative of a teacher's mistake will have a good laugh, or else I have made a bigger mistake than the teacher did. " Mary Jane Craycraft," said the teacher, sharply, " take your seat over there between Joe Bridgew^ier and Bob Angel, do you hear me?" A blush dyed the cheek of the .pretty little giil. She half r.bse, hesitated, and then sat down again. " Do as you are told, or — " And Mr. Hoskins reached np for his little switch. Mary waited no longer. She went and took a seat between the two boys, who submitted to the visitation with that patient .endurance that boys sometimes manifest. "As an experiment for this afternoon I have decided that every girl who whispers or breaks the rales, shall be punished in the same way." " Naomi Jackson, I saw yon put that gum in your month. .Go and sit between Benny Parrat and Sol Leezer." With an air of deep contrition, she complied. "Phebe Clifton, march over there, and sit down between Thomas Henry Ingram and Jay Hoddy Seeley. lam sure I saw you whispering. " Laura Bainbridge, I saw yotf taking a bite of an apple. Sit between Ed Mountjoy and David Erwin. " Lule Demoss and Tom Yoe, make room ior Hestor Jones. She ha? upset all her ink. " Nancy Bilback,' ? he shouted, «• I have before punished you for eating in school. Take your seat between Billy Peters and Hiram Graff." The teacher wiped his forehead,, and looked around. The girls were strangely regardless of ' the rules. Discipline must be maintained. " Clara Hankins, put that book back again on Ellen Simpson's desk, and sit between John Neill and Billy Honk. " This disobedience must be stopped, or else — " Fanny Kershaw, I saw you playing. Go and take your scut between Jim Stevens and George Bamsey." Fifteen minutes later Mr. Hopkins dismissed the children for the day. The girls of his usually quiet school were misbehaving in a way quite unknown i'Q him, and there was no way to punish them. The boys' side of the room was too full ol girls to hold any more. " Who is that distinguished looking gcWitleman over there ?" " That is General Ai'xbleau, the great military man." 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