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, I McGonlgal shoots things mit
X mine head!" shrilled Kachel
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A'Kw. g'wan, softy tattle-tale." grum
' bled Sham us in her ear. Aloud he cried
indignantly;
' "Didn't do no such thing!"
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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.
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"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
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'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,
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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
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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
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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.
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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.
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"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
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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.
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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."
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