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f "' r " ' : 1 -' 1 ' - ...... - - ' ' . , - . - ' " --y WBimwm - . - . . . -- - e m , l, r J sw-r Vpd (fjlgfo Jfjsliks was A ' JTA 1 wMr "SHE CAREFULLY TENDED rTEACHER! Teacher! Shamus , I McGonlgal shoots things mit X mine head!" shrilled Kachel loleskL A'Kw. g'wan, softy tattle-tale." grum ' bled Sham us in her ear. Aloud he cried indignantly; ' "Didn't do no such thing!" jfo'Jerr ww'ffridryfcr. mar '"VW J ITH an " ' tlence. 1 - VV f the r exclamation of impa- Kull stepped to the Ride roadway. An instant be paused, watching the camels and mules of an approaching caravan. Then be rested a hand upon the ruined wall and lightly vaulted Into what had once been the courtyard of a grand palace, - Ordinarily Kull, like most other Per sian lads of 9. would have remained to look at the caravan. But today he yearn ed for -solitude. A great sorrow luy heavily' upon his heart and he turned naturally to the friendly forest for re- , Jief. Scrambling over huge masses of rrumbllng masonry, upon some of which the wonderful modelings and stucco work still bore witneB of an ancient : builder's art. he gained an open space i "wherein stood a fountain, unused for .many a century. Beyond, wild flowers, -shrubs and vines and grasses wove them selves together into an almost impass ible barrier. Kull made for himself a path, however, and pasned thence Into the open, - On and on he went, through ' fields of wheat and barley and rice and uiar cane; among the nodding, crlm soiir heads of popples; by patches of v ground cultivated for indigo, madder .root and henna. Along irrigation ditches he traveled; along courses of torrents born amid the sndws of mountain .'Sometimes, he passed houses, with their gardens of tangled, flowery maeset. their little vegetable plots and melon patches, and orchards of plum, apricot, pear and apple trees. And so be left the city of llasd far behind... . ' As herrossed a stretch' of desert land, lizards, with tails a-quiver, scuttled to 'hiding places In the sand. But Kuli heeded them not. Straight forward he bent his steps, unfit he entered Into the cool shade of the forest, where It starts to crawl upward over the slopes of th 'Xohrud mountain range. Threading his way among cypresses and dwarf oak, the lad finally threw himself down under a konor ' tree an Id friend of hla. Here . the thoughts lie had been struggling to escape came fully upon him. (Surely lie could not help thinking f what be had 'beard his father say but -a few hours ago. Even now he seemed t bear the voice lt lting to his mother. "Yes. I fear we must-part with eur most precious possession, our Klrman--,. hah. urln the long time I have beea ill ur , sevlnas have beri dwindling. , o that now, with my health recovered," J am without money to buy materials' l,T h'V carvings and filigree work.'. f-Hl the. msunlfic-nt Kirmanshab, rug! . K.iii hiuMored at the mere suggestion. .- . f.TvT'1 I" br "nembered the time ' T ,rr,h'Jtl ,,r"nt borne this trees.-': v.i. VL4 .Hirvhased several -r YJhl. i,r? in KlrmanshHh. whither utner had journeyed te lalt a, friend. - v " ;'-.-'-' , v ' ONE POOR LITTLE FLOWER" "Shamus, don't you know it's wrong to tell stories?" asked Miss Harrison, gently. "I think you had better bring me whatever you. have there." The boy slowly-delved Into his pockets and brought forth a large rubber elastic, hidden ths moment before. With this he, had been enjoying target practice w Sroyt& S fare Tf?&r. Hew Kill ;'KrLI, X.YINO UPON 'Arriving home, lather had greeted the family joyously and then save htm (he as mly very little-boy then a handful of dales bought on the way through Bapdad. Hull s mouth watered st the memory of those dates. Ills eyes kindled anew at the-recollection. nf bow father had then unpacked the. rug and s Dread it out.: in all its magnificence, - 4 Arm-' I f vl ; &p fr''j?i& ? tv ?rri cr; rr? p : J::- - - I , 1 '-. . ;.:-if-::!rfr',r-..V'.-: . . . ' ' J , THE : OREGON SUNDAY JOURNAL, PORTLAND, SUNDAY Pg vnot U von it 1 , J 5k .4 , A' ! against the back of Rachel's head, us ing for ammunition tiny pellets rolled tium copybook paper. Shamefacedly walking to the teacher's desk, ho sur rendered his weapon. "Yuh ain't goin' to make me give up bein' blackboard monitor,- . are - youse. Miss Harrison? Honest, T won't do It no more," pleaded Sbamus, who had in mind a similar punishment visited upon liim not man- weeks ago. , He was proud of lib- abllitv to sponge and dry the blackboard In half the ttn&s any other pupil would take, and thoroughly he did the work, too "It's "cause I got moro muscle." he would explain, "an' 'cause I help me dad rub down the houses." To bear out his woids, ho would modestly hoil out an arm for-m 'ptkmU"' : , The ' teacher replied judicially, after short reflection: "No. not this time, Shamua; but you must remember your promise and r.ot do U again." When the offender bad taken his seat and quiet was restored, Miss Harrison began: VVhlch of you can tell mo who George Washington was?" THE CHE BUT TREE EXPLOIT Every- arm shot upward to its full length, while the hands wiggled about eagerly. Many of the boys sharply cracked their fingers to attract her at tention. "Well, Isaac, what do you know about him?" she asked, observing that the boy was like to -burst with excitement. "Ho was mans who would to eat cherries of tre Und cuts him down mit haxo ven cherries Is them all ate und tree tculd'not to be of some use enny more," sang out UaAc. Shanuis loudly added. "An' George's dad was. so orful s'prised at George givln' 'lm the tale straight, wit'out lyln" at all. that he didn't have stringth enough to lick 'lm." Whereupon, Miss Harrison was obliged' to read again about George soveti Bie KirmonsMi f ; ;i ji THBJ HE HAD SAVED SLUMBERED AND DREAMED" for them to behold. " . "Ah,::- father had said; "naught but : genius cpuld weave such a rug. It ia a m coma tratn the loom. . " -Tboee prospen ns ' days were gone, however, und good fortune wan not vet returned.. So the rug must go. Two dark, lustrous eyes brimmed with tears, and Kull burled bis Ut.Ua biowo face Us (Copyright. 1909. by Ths North American awarded -Hie' s fl. 5 Washington's boyhood and something of what he did in later years for Ills country. With this information still fresh in the minds of her little pu pils sne ventured to make the follow ing announcement: ' , . "You have been doing so well in your drawing lessoas that I am go ing to let you all try for a prise. It is now one week from Washington's Birthday. On the day before that holiday I will give a nice prUe to the boy or the girl who hands me the best drawing. Make your drawing a picture of something Washington did." IMPATIENT FOR THE CONTEST "Might ve him begin on alrtadyT was the impatient request" of Ignatx 1 ormonsk. And teacher, seeing with what anxiety they awaited her reply, kindly gave her consent for a short . drawing period Immediately. Then one by one they consulted Miss Harrison about the choice of a subject for their drawings. These conversations were always held In whispers, the pupils apparently being suspicious that others might borrow their ideas. But after it had been carefully explained to Ignatz that George Washington did not steal the cherries and peddle them around ths neighborhood, and, therefore, a draw ing about such an incident would be inappropriate, and when peace had been restored between . the -pencil monitor, Isaac Bernmier, and Sbamus McGonigat, because the latter insisted upon having; a new pencil, the boys and girls went busily to work thai is, all except Rachel. This little girl hesitated so long that the teacher asked the reason for her idleness. "I Is vonder vlch shall I do mine best or mine not so best the while I do not know how gocd the prise could to be," was the cautious remark. And Miss Harrison replied: "Don't the moss. - "SqUee-awk! - Squee-a-a-wk!" . The boy leaped to his feet, startled. Txxiklng quickly about him, soon he jerrelved whence, the sound had come. , To the lowest bough of a walnut tree hardhy clung a falcon ' upon whose treast the blood showed in splotches. So badly wounded wa-3 tho bird tbat It : EORNING. FEBRUARY 21. Company.) J ..(. : -:.,-.o. worry about the prise, Rachel. It will be a nice one; too a nougn tor your best work" , The competition was fairly begun. Ex citement ran high upon this and the succeeding days,, although it soon be came evident to' the members of the class, who could not resist comparing drawings, that Isaac Bernmier and 01 ga Mishky were rivals for first honors. Olga was flower monitor, however, and not even her great interest In the contest would allow her to cease giving attention to one poor little flower which she had placed on the window sill Just beyond her desk. So much time dd she spend in its care that finally she asked of Miss Harrison: The Spy BEFORE him, on the road which wound up the steep hillside, tolled an old woman. Wrinkled was she with age and bent almost double by the heavy burden of fagots she had gath ered in the forest and was now carry ing home. But it was not pity, for the old woman's feebleness that moved the lad, Ormond, to quicken his pace so that he might overtake her. "She looks like a witch, or she may be a fairy in disguise." said Ormond to himself; "and should I help her with the fasrots she may reward me welL" Thereupon he stepped to the old woman's side and asked, politely: "May I not relieve thee of thy bur den for a distance?" Gratefully the aged peasant surrender ed the bundle to him. Anxious to gain his reward, the youth could scarcely cling to its perch. Dole fully now It made complaint. Kull stared, and his eyes opened wider. Yes, he waa sure of It. Many a time he had seen the wealthy Abdul Kasr ride forth to hunt rooks and par tridges, with this vei falcon perched upon his wrist. The TBrd was hooded then, but' Kull could not mistake the peculiar bristles which covered the yel low, waxy band of skin at the base of the beak, nor - the beautifully mottled colors of the plumage. Quickly tightening the red silk cord which held his blue cotton trousers (zerejumah), the boy climbed easily up the ' tree. The falcon seemed to re gard him as an enemy, at first and pecked at him feebly once or twice. But soon it permitted Kuli-to bear it tenderly to the ground. You may know that the boy lost no time carrying the falcon back to its owner. "By. the serpent god. Azbl Dahaka!" exclaimed Abdul Kaar, when the bird was brought to him. ?V had grieved for my favorite hunter as utterly lost, and now he Is returned!. Boy, take this for thy service." Kull lowered his head. "I would not take the money, sir, but for" "But for what?" asked. thesurprlsed man, as Kull hesitated. In a moment the kindly. Abdul knew the story of f e misfortune of Kuli's family. ' "Bid thy father come, to me, boy," said the man. A -few-minutes later Kull was bend ing his ' head reverently . before his father. "Master," said he, respectfully, as do the Persian children, "Abdul Kasr .wishes to speak with you." After a word or so of explanation, the father went upon - his- errand. Soon he returned. - Hushing Into the house, he clasped in his arms Kuli's mother. Kuli's sister and Kull all at once. Then he gave Kuli a hug all by himself, and finally ended by bestow ing a hearty kiss upon baby. ' "Our rup is saved!" cried he. "t am to have a loan of money, and the good Kuli there Is to study under the tutor of Abdul's son and to be taught also by the son's governor. So the first thing we buy . with our money Is a new lambskin kola (cap) and a gor geous alka-luk (waistcoat) ' for the lad. vJfow. let us rejoice, for a bright' season has come at last!" I But Kuli, overcome with weariness from his adventure, passed Into slum ber. And with i his- glossy black head resting upon mystlo trees of life and symbolic- octahedrons patterned ".In the beautiful Klrmanshah rug saved by him, he dreamed of the time when he should be called '"nilrza" tsoholar), T and carry In his muslin kemrnerbundV (belt) a .pencase and roll of . paper ' the tools of the craft t luuged svrne time to follow. J 1 . r - f - ! v 1909, as "MINE BABY SISTER "Teacher, may I 'some drawing do to homs?" Glad to find such Interest in the work, ' the teacher permitted all the scholars to take the drawings home with them and do work there. last' the day arrived for the award ing of the prize. To the surprise of all. when Olga appeared then? were traces of tears upon her face, the expression of which was very, very forlorn. "Isaac Bernmier Is the winner of the prize for the beet drawing!" Miss Har rison announced, and Isaac stepped for ward to receive the handsome portrait of George Washington. "Und was mine better as Olga's?" asked Isaac in the glow of triumph. - "Why did you not turn In your draw ing, Olga?" questioned Miss Harrison, of the little girt who sat with, head bent mournfully over her desk. "Mine baby, sister Is put It In tub mit water In this mornln'," stammered Olga, vainly trying to stem the flood of tears. Then the Fifth Primary School was startled as it had never been before, Isaac darted to Olgo's seat, clutched the weeping girl by the arm and drag ged her before Miss Harrison. Hand- who didrit Miiotdii-Brize in irairie strode forward .quickly and- soon ar rived at the top of the hill, where he gave the fagots back to the woman: Then, afttr bowing low, he stood ex pectant. "I thank thee again, young tlr. God will reward thee," quavered the peas ant. ' . "What!" the boy cried. "You are not a fairy nor a witch, and you have noth ing to give me?" ..! In a furious rage he seized the bundle of fagots and hurled It far down the steep bank And as he walked angrily away he cri?d: "No more da I believe In fairies. I've done with such foolish fancies." The old woman was still gazing des pairingly at the fagots, wondering how ehe could recover them, when along came an honest lad. No sooner did he observe her trouble than be set about helping her.. Pluckily desoending to where the bundle had been stopped in Its down ward flight bv a clump of bushes, he raised the dead branches and twigs to bis shoulders. Just then, what should he see but a leather bag, the contents of which chinked musically as he raised lu , . With great eagerness he regained the summit -of the hill. There he opened the bag, discovering that It was filled with shining golden coins of much value. "Heaven has given It thee for thy, kindness!" exclaimed the old woman. And the lad. after generously bestow ing upon her a share of the coins, took his way Joyfully home to bear news of RANDMA of her SOUNmY y . . i" ?y ....-X ...... :. . . ir v: ' : . :. : . ,j ..: ' J 5 : . , , y jii-i ii "'""I 'I 1 ' ,wni" mi.t..wjj,i i fjm-.ii n 'mn ) I ... k V- -' . X :-4 : -V... . g rt "lliiiitnni! utimi f: ILKS call George Wasmngton the -Father' ' - ' - Of tho 'Nlted States. . Though rn quite sure that I'd be rather "King" at any rates. But what I want to know, Is why, ' If he's the country's pa, . -, -,( Hi wife is ever mentlohed by. -The name, "Our Country'g Ms." "And If the states for which ha fought,' To call him "Fa," agree. ' ' I think that George's mother ought Tha country grandma be. ff Kir Jsa IS PUT IT, IN TUB" . lng bock the portrait to his teacher, he pointed to Olga and said firmly: ' "Olga, not I. Is von it, teacher. Mit mine eyes I see her drawing last night, und It was much better as mine." "Hooray fer Ikey! Good ol' sport, Ikey!" bowled Shamua in glee. And his applause was echoed by every scholar In the room, even tha tiny "bamblna," Carlotta Ferllnl contributing bar mit. of a "bravo!" .1 Miss Harrison Justified the faith th I cnnaren had In her. "I, too, think that Olga should be re warded," said she; "but it would not be right to take the prize from Isaac. So , I shall, give another prize to Olga." With these words, she produced In some mysterious manner a George Washing ton hatchet, made of pasteboard and filled with delectable sweets. Olga's prize called forth more admira tion than did the portrait, maybe be cause the former was not of candy and could not be eaten by Olga and her friends; but it was Isaac Bernmler's kindly deed that provoked the greatest comment, and that placed him on pedestal beside Shamus McGonlgal, to be worshiped by the other boys and girls of the "Fifth." believe n "HE SAW A LEATHER BAG" his good fortune. Afar off stood Ormond. He it waa who had brought about thia happy find, in which he himself had no benefit. "The old woman waa a "faJry, after all." muttered he. In bitter disappoint ment; "and she has chosen this way of punishing me." 4 ' - f r-4 ":. '-' : .', ' m ' l f-isTi tiinii mini f nssii - , I, . . . . s i J . ; --s i - y, - -'---'.. ,
