Tuesday, January. 22, 1924 THE HEPPNER HERALD, HEPPNER, OREGON Page Four iSSMMMOM crbatjiiick SYNOPSIS CHAPTER I. Jennie Woodruff con temptuously refuses to marry Jim Ir win, young farm hand, because o( his financial condition and poor prospects. He la Intellectually above his station, and haa advanced ideas concerning: the possibilities of expert school teaching, for which he la ridiculed by many. CHAPTER II. More aa a joke than otherwise Jim Is selected as teacher of the Woodruff district school. CHAPTER III. Jim, In his new posi tion, sets out tg make stanch friends f his pupils, especially two hoys, New ton Bronson and "Buddy" Slmms, tha latter the son of a shiftless farmer. Colonel Woodruff, Jennie's father, has little faith In Jim's Ideas of Improving rural educational methods. He nick names him the "Brown Mouse," In Il lustration of an anecdote. CHAPTER IV. Jim's conduct of the school, where he endeavors to teach the children the wonders of nature and some of the scientific methods of farming, as well aa "book learning," ta condemned. CHAPTER V. Jennie Woodruff Is nomlnted for the position of county superintendent of schools. The school board grows bitter In its opposition to Jim and his innovations. CHAPTER VI. At a public meeting Jim roundly condemns the methods of teaching in the rural schools, and makes no friend thereby. CHAPTER VII. A delegation of prominent women condemn Jim's meth ods of teaching, but he Is stoutly de fended by his pupils, especially Newton Bronson. CHAPTER VIII. Jim has Christmas dinner at Colonel Woodruff's, and lis tening to him, Jennie begins to do some thinking concerning his ability and his prospects. CHAPTER IX. In the evening Jim, as well as he knows how, courts Jen nie, without, however, making much progress, though she Is quickly losing lmr poor opinion of lilm. CHAPTER X Facing Trial. A distinct sensation rnn through the Woodruff school, hut the school master and a group of five boys unci three girls enguged In a very unclass 11 ke conference In the hack of the room were all unconscious of It. The geography clnsses had recited, and the language work was on. Those too small for these studios were play ing a game under the leadership of Jlnnle Slmms, who hud been promot ed to the position of weed-seed mon itor. The game was forfeits. Each child hud been encouraged to bring some sort of weed from the winter fields preferably one the seed of which still clung to the dried receptacles but anyhow, a weed. If any pupil brought In a specimen the nutne of which he himself could not correctly give, be pnld a forfeit. If a specimen was brought In not found lu the school cabinet which was coming to con tain a considerable collection It was placed there, and the task allotted to the best penman In the school to write Its proper label. All this caused ex citement, and not a little buzz but It ceased when the county superintend ent entered the room, ' For it was after the first of Jamr ary, and Jennie was visiting the Wood ruff school. The group in the back of the room went on with Its conference, oblivious of the entrance of Superintendent .lennle. Their work was rather ab sorbing, being no more nor less than the compilation of the figures of n cow census of the district. "Altogether," paid Mary Talcott, "we have In the district one hundred and fifty-three cows." "I don't make It that," said Ray mond Slmms. "I don't get but a hun dred and thirty-eight." "The trouble Is," said Newton Itron son, "that Mary's counting In the Italley herd of Shorthorns." "Well, they're cows, uln't they?" In terrogated Mary. "Not for this census," said Itny 111 on d. "Why not?" asked Mary. "They're the prettiest cows In the neighbor hood." "Scotch Shorthorns," said Newton, "and run with their calves." "Leave them out," said Jim, "and tomorrow, I want each one to tell In the language class, In three hundred words or less, whether there are enough cows In the district to Justify a co-operative creamery, and give the reason. Tou'H find articles In the farm papers If you look through the card Index. Now, how about the cen sus In the adjoining districts?" "There are more than two hundred within four miles on the roads lead ing west," sit Id a boy. "My father and I counted up about a hundred beyond us," said Mary. "But I couldn't get the exact num ber." "Why," said Raymond, "we could find six hundred dairy cows In this neighborhood, within an hour's drive." "Six hundred!" scoffed Newton. "You're craxy I In au hour's drive?" "I mean an hour's drive each way," said ltaymond. "I believe we could," said Jim. "And after we find how far we will have to go to get enough cows, if half of them patronised the creamery, we'll work over the suvimts the business Ei Sl ft uuum iiiaive, 11 we couiu get uie prices for butter paid the Wisconsin co-operative creameries, as compared with what the centrallzers pay us, on a basis of the last six months. Who's In possession of that correspondence with the Wisconsin creameries?" "I have It," said Raymond. "I'm hectographlng a lot of arithmetic problems from It." "How do you do, Mr. Irwin!" It was the superintendent who spoke. Jim's brain whirled little prismatic clouds before his vision, as he rose and shook Jennie's extended hand. "Let me give you a chair," said he. "Oh, no, thank you !" she returned. "I'll Just make myself at home. I know my way about in this school house, you know!" She smiled at the children, and went about looking at their work whlcn was not noticeably disturbed, by reason of the fact that visitors were much more frequent now than ever before, anil were no rarity. Cer tuinly, Jennie Woodruff was no novel ty, since they had known her all their lives. Most of the embarrassment was Jim's. lie rose to the occasion, how ever, went through the routine of the closing day, and dismissed the flock, not omitting making an engagement with a group of boys for that evening to come back and work on the for malin treatment for smut In seed grains, and the blue-vitriol treatment for seed potatoes. "We hadn't time for these things," said he to the county superintendent, "in the regular class work and it's getting time to take them up If we are to ciean out the smut in next year's crop." They repeated Whittler's Corn Song In concert, and sehoo was out. Since that Christmas afternoon when Jennie had undertaken to follow Mr. Peterson's advice and line Yim Irwin up, Jim had gone through an Inward transformation. He bad made up his mind that he would marry Jennie Woodruff. He saw her through clouds of rose and pink ; but she looked at him as at a foolish man who was making trouble for her, chasing rainbows at her expense, and deeply vexing her. She was in a cold ofllclul frame of mind. "Jim," she said, "I want you to give up this sort of teaching. Can't you see It's all wrong?" "No," answered Jim, in much the manner of a man who has been stabbed by his sweetheart. "I can't see that it's wrong. It's the only sort I can do. What do you see wrong In it?" "Oh, I can see some very wonderful things In It," said Jennie, "but It can't be done In the Woodruff district. It may be correct in theory, but it won't work In practice." "Jennie," said be, "when a thing won't work, it Isn't correct In theory. Hut my theory is correct, and it works." "Rut the school board are against It." "The school board elected me. They stood by and suw the contract signed," said Jim, "and yes, Jennie, I know I am dealing In sophistry I I got the school by a sort of shell game, which the board worked on themselves. Hut that doesn't prove that the district is against me. I be lieve the people are for me, now, Jen nie. I really do!" Jennie rose and walked to the rear of the room and hack, twice. When she spoke, there was decision In her tone and Jim felt that It was hos tile decision. "As an ofllcer," she said rather grandly, "my relations with the dis trict are with the school board on the one band, and with your competency as a teacher on the other." "lias It come to that?" asked Jim. "Well, I have rather expected it." His tone was weary. The Lincoln Inn droop In his great, sad, mournful month accentuated the resemblance to the Martyr President. Possibly his feelings were not entirely different from those experienced by Lincoln at some crisis of doubt, misunderstand ing and depression. "If you can't change your methods," said Jennie, "I suggest that you re sign." "Are you to be called upon to sug gest that?" asked Jim. "A formal complaint against you for Incompency," she replied, "has been lodged in my office, signed by the three directors. I shall be obliged to take, notice of It." "And do you think," queried Jim, "that my abandonment of the things In which I believe In the face of this attack would prove to your mind that I am competent? Or would It show nie Incompetent?" Jennie was silent. "I guess," said Jim, "that we'll have to stand or fall on things as they are." Jennie had drawn on her gloves, and stood raariv f 4titnr, -unless yon resign before the twenty-fifth," said she, "I shall hear "Unless You Resign I Shall Hear the Petition for Your Removal." the petition for your removal on that date. I bid you good evening!" "Incompetency !" The disgraceful word, representing everything he had always-.despised, rang through Jim's mind as he walked home. He could think of nothing else as he sat at the simple supper which he could scarce ly taste. Incompetent! He was In competent. He picked up a pen, and began writing. He wrote, "To the Honorable the Board of Education of the Independent District of " And he heard a tap at the door. His mother admitted Colonel Woodruff. "Good evening, Colonel," said Jim. "Take a chulr, won't you?" "No," replied the colonel. "I thought I'd see if you and the boys at the schoolhouse can't tell me some thing about the siaut in my wheat. 1 heard you were going to work on that tonight." "I had forgotten!" said Jim. "I wondered If you hadn't," said the colonel, "and so I came by for you. I was waiting up the road. Come on, and ride up with me." The colonel had always been friend ly, but there was a new note in his manner tonight. He was almost defer ential. He worked with the class on the problem of smut. He offered to uid the boys In every possible way In their campaign against scab In pota toes. He suggested some tests which would show the real value of the treatment. The boys were in a glow of pride at this co-operation with Colonel Woodruff. This was real work! Jim and the colonel went away together. It had been a great evening. "Jim," said the colonel, "can these kids spell?" "I think," said Jim, "that they , can outspell any school about here." "Good," said the colonel. "How ire they about arithmetic and the other branches? Have you sort of kept them up to the course of study?" "I have carried them in a course parullel to the textbooks," said Jim, "and covering the same ground. But it has been vocational work, you know related to life." "Well," said the colonel, "If I were you, I'd put them over a rapid re view of the textbooks for a few days say between now and the twenty fifth." "What for?" "oh, nothing just to please me. . . . And say, Jim, I glanced over a communication you have started to the more or less Honorable Board of Education." "Yes?" "Well, don't finish it. . . . And say, Jim, I think I'll give myself the luxury of being a wild-eyed reformer for once." "Yes," said Jim, dazed. "And if you think, Jim, that you've got no friends, Just remember that I'm for you." "Thank you, Colonel." "And we'll show them they're In, a horse race." "I don't see , . ." said Jim. "You're not supposed to see," said the colonel, "but you can bet that we'll be with them at the finish; and, by thunder! while they're getting a full meal, we'll get at least a lunch. Seer "But Jennie says," began Jim. "Don't tell me what she says," said the colonel. "She's acting according to her Judgment, and her lights and other organs of perception, and I don't think It flttin' that her father should try to influence her official conduct. But you go on and review them common branches, and keep your nerve. I haven't felt so much like a scrap since the day we stormed Lookout mountain. I kinder like be ing a wild-eyed reformer, Jim." CHAPTER XI : : Fame or Notoriety. The office of county superintendent was, as a matter of course, the least desirable room of the courthouse. Poor Jennie! She anticipated noth ing more than the appearance of Messrs. Bronson, Peterson and Bon ner In her office to confront Jim Irwin. But at nine fifty-six the crowd in Jennie's office exceeded Its seating ca pacity, and Jennie was In a flutter as the realization dawned upon her that this promised to be a bigger and more public affair than she had anticipated. At nine fifty-nine Raymond Situms o)ened the office door and there filed In enough children, large and small, to fill the room. In addition there re mained an overflow meeting In the hall, under the command of that dis tinguished military gentleman, Colonel Albert Woodruff. "Say, Bill, come here," said the colonel, crooking his finger at the deuutv iharlff. wnat you got here, All" said Bill, coming up the stairs, puffing. "Ain't It little early for Sunday school picnics?" "This Is a school fight in our dis trict," said the colonel. "It's Jennie's baptism of fire, I reckon . . . and say, you're not using the courtroom, are you?" "Nope," said Bill. "Well, why not Just slip around, then," said the colonel, "and tell Jen nie she'd better adjourn to the big room." f Which suggestion was acted upon Instanter by Deputy Bill. . "But I can't, I can't," said Jennie to the courteous deputy sheriff. "I don't want all this publicity, and I don't want to go into the courtroom." "I hardly see," said Deputy Bill, "how you can avoid It. These people seem to have business with you, and they can't get into your office." Jennie quailed. "All right, all right!" said she. "But, shall I have to sit on the bench !" "You will find It by far the most convenient place," said Deputy Bill. Was this the life to which public office had brought her? She was perched on the judicial bench, which Deputy Bill had dusted oft for her, tipping a wink to the assemblage while doing It. And that crowd! To Jennie it was appalling. The school board under the lead of Wilbur Smythe took seats Inside the railing. Jim Irwin, who had never been In a courtroom before, herded with the crowd. She couldn't call the gathering to order. She had no idea as to th proper procedure. She sat there while the people gathered, stood abont whis pering and talking under their breaths, arid finally became silent, all their eyes fixed on her, as she wished that the office of county superintend ent had been abolished In the days of her parents' infancy. "May it please the court," said Wil bur Smythe, standing before the bar. "Or, Madame County Superintendent, I should say . . ." A titter ran through the room, and a flush of temper tinted Jennie's face. They were laughing at her! She wouldn't be a spectacle any longer! So she rose, and handed down her first and last decision from the bench a rather good one, I think. "Mr. Smythe," said she, "I feel very ill at ease up here, and I'm going to "Madame County Superintendent, I Should Say" get down among the people. It's the only way I have of getting the truth." She descended from the bench, shook hands with everybody near her, and sat down by the attorney's table. Now," said she, "this is no formal proceeding and we will dispense with red tape. If we don't, I shall get all tangled up In It. Where's Mr. Irwin? I'lease come In here, Jim. Now, I know there's some feeling in these things there always seems to De; but I have none. So I'll just hear why Mr. Bronson, Mr. Peterson and Mr. Bonner think that Mr. James E. Irwin Isn't competent to hold a certifi cate." Jennie was able to smile at them now, and everybody felt more at ease, save Jim Irwin, the members of the board and Wilbur Smythe: That in dividual arose, and talked down at Jennie. "I appear for the proponents here," said he, "and I desire to suggest cer tain principles of procedure which I take it belong indisputably to the con duct of this hearing." "Have you a lawyer?" asked the county superintendent of the respond ent. "A what?" exclnimed Jim. "No body here has a lawyer!" "Well, what do you call Wilbur Smythe?" queried Newton Bronson from the midst of the crowd. "He ain't lawyer enough to hurt !" said the thing which the dramatists cull A Voice. There was a little tempest of laugh ter at Wilbur Smythe's expense, which was quelled by Jennie's rap ping on the table. She was beginning to feel the mouth of the situation. "There Is nothing In the school laws, as I remember them," said Jen nie, "giving the parties any right to be represented bv counsel. Tou mav Job Printing SEE US When in need of any thing in the line of neat and attractive Printing. avise your cnencs an you piease, out I'm not going to waste time In listen ing to speeches, or having a lot of lawyers examine witnesses." "I protest," said Mr. Smythe. "Well, you may file your protest In writing," said Jennie. "I'm going to talk this matter over with these old friends and neighbors of mine. I don't want you dipping Into It, I say !" Jennie's voice was rising toward the scream-line, and Mr. Smythe rec ognized the hand of fate. There was a little wrangling, and a little pro test from Con Bonner, but Jennie ruled with a rod of Iron, and adhered to her ruling. When the hearing was resumed after the noon recess, the crowd was larger' than ever, but the proceedings consisted mainly In a con ference of the principals grouped about Jennie at the big lawyers' table. They were talking about the methods adopted by Jim in his conduct of the Woodruff school just talking. The only new thing was the presence of a couple of newspaper men, who had queried Chicago papers on the story, and been given orders for a certain number of words on the case of the farm-hand schoolmaster on trial be fore his old sweetheart. By the time at which gathering darkness made It necessary for the bailiff to light the lamps, the parties had agreed on the facts. Jim admit ted most of the allegations. He had practically ignored the textbooks. He had burned the district fuel and worn out the district furniture early and late, and on Saturdays. He had in troduced domestic economy and man ual training, to some extent, by send ing the boys to the workshops and the girls to the kitchens and sewing-rooms of the farmers who allowed those privileges. He had used up a great deal of time In studying farm conditions. He had Induced the boys to test the cows of the district for butterfat yield. He was studying the matter of a co-operative creamery. 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We can feed and clothe the whole family from soup to nuts and from hats to shoes See our line of Suits and Overcoats for Men and Boys gait me wonders ox toe universe which are touched by the work on the farm. He hoped to make good and contented farmer of them, able to I get the most out of the soil, to sell ' what they produced to the best advan tage, and at the same time to keep up the fertility of the soil Itself. And he hoped to teach the girls In such a way that they would be good and con tented farmers' wives. "An' I say," interposed Con Bonner, "that we can rest our case right here. If that ain't the limit, I don't know what is!" Jennie turned to Jim. "Now, Mr. Irwin," said she, "while you have been following out these very interesting and original methods, what have you done in the way of teaching the things called for by the course of study?" "I'm willing," said Jim, "to stand or fall on an examination of these chil dren in the very textbooks we are ac cused of neglecting." Jennie looked steadily at Jim for B full minute. "How many pupils of the Woodruff school are here?" she asked, "AH rise, please !" A mass of the audience, in the midst of which sat Jennie's father, rose at the request. "Why," said Jennie, "I should say we had a quorum, anyhow 1 Weil have school here. And Mr. Irwin, please remember that you state that you'll stand or fall on the mastery by these pupils .of the textbooks they axe, supposed to have neglected." "Not the mastery of the text," Bald Jim. "But their ability to do the work the text is supposed to fit them for." "Well," said Jennie, "I don't know but that's fair." "But," said Mrs. Haakon Peterson, "we don't want our children brought up to be yust farmers. Suppose we move to town where does the culture: come In?" , (To be continued) THE HERALD ADS I J V I (