Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | The Reprint Company | 1975, 1976
Transcription 32JOSCELYN
to perfection, day by day. And when they behold his strength and
agility, and skill, and feel his care and sympathy, they see not that
he is a cripple; they know him not as the pedagogue, but the
father and the friend.
But the labors of the school are interrupted. The sudden tramp
of horse's feet is heard without; and soon the door is darkened
by a shadow; and a figure enters; a hale, rough backwoodsman,
of hardy, honest face, smiling good humoredly around upon the
children, and marching boldly up to the teacher as to an old
acquaintance, he offers his hand, which is taken promptly with a
hearty gripe, while the stranger exclaims, with a voice well trained
for forest use in whoop, hallow, and high occasions :
"Well, Stephen, how is it with you to-day? Got any larning to
spare to me? I'm mighty in need of it, I tell you."
"Nonsense, Dick Marvin ; you have quite as much learning as
you need, and as much good sense. But what brings you here
"To get a favor out of you. I want to take young Dick away
from you."
"What! take him from school?"
"Yes, jist that, Stephen."
"I hope not, Dick ! Your boy is doing well, and I hope to make
a man of him. I trust, Dick, that you do not mean to deprive the
boy of all chance of becoming a man, by turning him into a mere
horse boy, as is too much the habit with base and slavish people."
"No, no, Stephen! No fear of that! I was only funning with
you. I know too well what you're adoing for Dick; and all that
riles me, and hurts a proud stomach, is that the chap's a gitting
quite too smart for his fayther. Ha! ha! He bothers me a'most
every night, with his big dictionary words, and his great diskiveries
in 'rithmatic and gography."
"Well, I have not taught him that lesson, Dick. He should have
more respect for his father than to shame him before folks."
"Oh! I don't quarrel with the young rascal for that. As Malley
Seibels said to Jacob Simpson, when he 'pologized for kissing her
all on a suddent, `Don't 'pologize, Mr. Simpson, I rayther likes
it.' So I rayther likes to see my chap show himself smart to the