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LOVE REASONS NOT. t, and CHAPTER XX. "I am your wife, Lano* ; let other* say whit they will, you will not deny u." "Not I, Leon*. You are my wife ; and the very tint day the law permit* you *hall bear my name, just a* you now share my heart and life." "On the thirtieth day of June," she sigh- ed. ',1 will count every hour, *vory min- ute until Chen. I wish, Lince, I could sleep a long sleep from ihe hour of parting un- til the hour ot meeting if I could turn my face from the light of day and not open my eyes until they rest on you again. I hall have to live through every hour and every minute, and they will be torture." "The time will oon pas, I.eone, my darling ; it will be full of hope, not despair When the green leave* spring and the sun- shine warm* the land, you will say to your elf, 'June U coming, and June bring* buck my love -.'when the lark sings and the wood pigeons make their nest*, when the haw- thorn* bloom* on the hedge* and the lilac rears iu tall plumes, you will lay 'June ii near.' When the rose* laugh and the lilies bloom, when the brook singi in the wood, when the corn grow* ripe in the meado you will say 'June is come, and it brings my love.'" "My love oh, my love," sighed the girl aad her voice had the pastiona e iweetuea* of a siren. "I shall come back to you, Lrone, with everything bright, smiling, and beautiful ; every rose that blooms, every bird that ings, every grein leaf that springs will be a message from me to you to lay that I am coming ; when the wind whispers, and the tree* murmur, it will be the same *lory, hat I am Doming back to my darling. Let u* picture the thirtieth of June, and your mind shall rest on that picture. It will be a bright day, I know, the sky al! blue and clear, not a cloud in it ; but w.lh the half- golden light one seel iu.lune skies. You can see that picture, Leone ?" "Yes, ' she replied, drawing nearer him, and resting her head again on his I "The sun will b* low on the hills, every living thing will be laughing in it* light. The great tree* will have grown trong in it, the flower* wi'l have brighten- ed, and :he river there, Leone, will be run nmg *n deep and clear, kissing the green bank* and the o*ier beds, carrying with it the leave* and flower* that will fall on it* bneom, and the gardeu will be filled with the flower* we love the l* U You ace that picture, too, my love ?" "Ye*, 1 see it," she whispers. "Wherever I may be," he continued, "I hall to arrange my journey that I may be with you on the morning of my birthday. You see the pretty white gate yonder where the tall white roses climb in dimmer ? My darling, rise early on the thirtieth of June and watch that gate. Kven should *ucr> an impossible thing be a* that you should never have one word of or from me, gel up and watch that gate on the thirtieth of June. You will see me enter. I will part (hi cluttering roeei ; 1 (hall gather the sweet- est, together with the fairest lily that bloom*, and bring them to you a* emblem* of your own dearest self. You will see me walk down the broai! path there, and you will meet me at the door." "i >h, my love, my love :" iighed the girl, "would that it were June now." He bent down to kiss the loving lip*. "It will come, '' he aaid "let me imish the picture. I shall have a special license with me ao that we can be re married that day ; and then tl.e world shall know who i* Lady Chando*. Theu my lady mother (hall seek you who have (ought her ; then she shall ask to know you, my darling, and thi* hull-on! pa*t ahall lie to u* a dream and nothing more, l/eoue, when sad thought* oome to you promise me that you will dwell on this picture and forget the other." "I promise, Lane*," she said, gently. "You Me, my love whom I shall 10*000 call again by the beautiful name of wife you ace that your life doe* not lie in ruins round you ; the only difference i* that I ball be away." "And that makei the difference of the whole world to me," aaid Leone. "And to me," said Lord Chandoi ; "but it will soon be over, Leone, You oan go on living here it ii no unusual thing for a Isdy to live alone while her huiltan.l is broad. You can keep the same servants; you need not mske the least alteration in your life in any way. Only remain here in silence and patience until 1 return. Now do you see, my darling, it is not so dread ful?" "U i* hard enough," *he replied ; "but yon have taken away the stum. Oh, my darling, you will be true to me ? I am only a simple village girl, with nothing, your mother *ay*, to recommend me ; hut 1 love you I love you. You will lx> true to me?" "My deareit Leone, you may as well ask if the stari will lie true to heaven, or hea- ven to itself, aiask me if I will be true to you. You ire my life a man is not false to his own life. You are soul of my soul no man betrays his loul I It would l>e easier for mo (o die than lie false to you, my love." The passionate words reassured her something of hope came over the beautiful face. "Lanoe,"he laid, "do you remember the mill-wheel and how the water used to ling the words of t he song ':" " Yes, I remember it ; but the*e will ne'er coma true over ui, Leone, never. I hall never break my vow* or you yours." "No; yet how the water sung it over and over aram : " ' These vows were all forgotten. Tha rlngnsiiuder broke I can hear U now, Lance. It Mem* to m* the wind n repeating u. ' " It i* only your fancy, my darling," he said. But she went on : "I would the grave would hide me. For there iilono is peace.' Ah, Lance, my love Lance, will it hap- pen to either ol ui to find peace in the gra\e ?" No, we shall find peace in life tint," he uM. She laid her hand on hi* arm. " l,anc," (he said, " 1 had a terrible dream last night. I could not sleep for many hours. When at last my eye* closed 1 found myself by the old mill-dream. I thought that I had been driven there by some pain too great for words, and I Hung myself into the stream. Oh, Lance, my love Lance, 1 felt myself drowning. 1 felt my body floating, then siuking. My hair caught in the bending branches of a tree. The water tilled my eyes and my ear*. I ilie.l. In my sleep I went throuirh all the pain of death. My last thought was of you. ' Lance,' ( cried, in death as in life, I. ui.-e. come back to me in death !' It wa*a horrible dream, wa* it not ! Do you think it will ever come true ? ' " No," he replied : bi t hi* handsome face had grown paler, and the thadow* of deed trouble lay in hi* eye*. She raised her face to hi* again. "Lance," she asked gently, "do you think that any creature any one has ever loved anothei as well a* I love yon? I often wonder about it. I see wives happy anil contented, and 1 wonder if their husbands miles make heaven to them a* your* do to me." " I do not think there are many people capable of loving a* you do, Leone," he re- plied, " and now, my darling, I muit leave you. Leone, spend all your time in study. A few month* more of work a* hard as the last three months, and my beautiful wife will be a* accomplished a* she is grace- ful. Study will help you to pass away the time." "I will do anything you tell me, Lance. You will let me write to you every day and you must write often to me.'* I will, sweet ; but you will not be un easy if my letters are not so frequent a* ymirs ; the foreign post is not so regular a* ours ; and if we travel in (iermauy I may not be always able to write," "1 will trust you," said the loving voice. "I am aure you will never fail me. She wai proud ai an empress, she had the high ipirit of a queen ; but cow that the moments f parting had come, both fsiled her. She clung to him, weeping pas donate tears .-it w\s so cruelly hard, for he loved him ao well. Her tear* rained on hi* face, her trembling lip* could utter no word* foi the bitter sob*. Never wa* arrow so great, or despair so pitiful. She kissed his lace with all the pasiion of her love. "Good-bye, my love, "she sighed. " Oli Lance, he true to me my life lie* in your*.' " It ever I prove untrue to you, my darl- ing, let Heaven be false to me," he laid. Leone, give me one smile ; I cannot go until I have seen rne." She tried. He kisaed the white lips anc the weeping eye*. "liood-bye, my beloved, "he said. "Think of the thirtieth of.lune, and the roses 1 shall bring back with me." And then i e was gone. CHAPTER XXI. WAITINl) roil TIIK DAY. How the days of that dreary summe passed Leone never knew ; the keenes smart of the pain came afterward. At fir* she wa* too utterly stunned and bewilderet by the suddenness of the blow to realize al that happened. It wa* impossible to be lieve that her marriage had been let aside and that her huiband, a* she called him had gone away ; but, as the days rolled c .1 he (lowly but surely realized it. Then was no break in the terrible monotony The voice that made such music in her ear* was silent, the footitep* that had made he heart beat and her pulie thrill were hear, no more ; the handsome face, always brightened with su.-h tender love for hei no longer brought sunshine and wsrmth it was a* though the very light had gone out of her life, and left it all bleak, dark and co d. Kor pome day* the proud heart, th proud, unyielding spirit gave way, an< she longed for death ; life without Lance seemed HO utterly unbearable. Then youth and a naturally itrnng constitution tri umphnd. She began to think how much he could learn o a* to surprise him on his return. Her soul was fired with ambition in a few monthsshe would achieve wonder*. She let herself so much; (he would become proficient on the piano and the harp; she would improve her (ingmg; she would practice drawing; she would take lessons in French and It ilian. "I can learn it 1 will, "she aaid to herself; "I feel power without limit in myself. If I tii my o*n will on attaining a certain object Iihall not fail. Lance shall find an accomplished wife when he returns." She resolved to give her whole time snd attention to it. Thanks to the old book* in farmer Noel'* house, she was better read than the generality of ladies. No toil, no trouble daunted her. She rote in the morn- ing long hour* before the rest of the house- hold were awake, and ihe revl for hour* after they were asleep. Th* matter* who attended her, not knowing her motive, wondereil at her marvelous industry. Tiii-y wondered, loo, al tire great gifts nature had beitowedupon her at tho grand voice oapaMc of such magnificent cultivation; at the suberb dramatic instinct which raised her so completely above the commonplace; al the natural grace, the beauty of face and attitude, the love of the heauliful and picturesque. They wondertd why *o many great gift*, such remarkable beauty and talent should have been lav- ished on one creature. They strove with her the more she learned the more they tried to teach her; the harder she worked the harder they worked with her. A* the weeks passed on her progress wa* wonderful. She wa* often amazed at her- self. It was so sweet to study for hi* take, to rile in the early moining and work for him. She watcned with the keenest of love the last leave* fall from the trees she watched with the keen avidity of love for the white (new and the wail of wintry wind*, for the long, dark night* and gray, cold dawu. Each one brought her nearer and nearer ; every day WM a pain past and a nearer joy. Welcome to the nipping frost and th* north- ern winds; welcome the hail, the rain, the sleet It brought him nearer. How the prayed for lini with the loving simplicity of child. If Heaven would but spare him, ould save him from all danger*, would end him sunny skies and favorable wind*, would work miracle* in hi* behalf, would avert all accident by rail and road, would irinq him back to her longing, loving arm* ih, if the kiad, dear Heaven would do this. When she went out for her daily walks she met the poor, the wretched *h would give liberal aim*; and wher. they d: "God blea* your bonny face, my lady," he would *ayr 'No, not mine; ask him to bleu some one else; some one whom I love and who is far away." it seemed to her like the turning part of a life time when Christmas Day was passed. Now for the glad New Year which wa* to bring him back to her. The first day* of the year were months to her. This year w\* to bring her love, her husband, her marriage all blessed new year. When the bells chimed on the first day she went Iff church, and kneeling with those true of heart and simple faith of her* elf she prayed the new year might bring him home. It wai pitiful to see how the one precious hour of the day was the hour in which she wrote to him those long, loving letters that were poem* in themselves. Ht. wrote, but not *o often; and (he *aw from the news- paper report* of all that he did and where he went. She will never forget the day on which he *aw the first snow-drop. It wa* like a menage from a lovely modest flower, rais- ing its white head as though it would say to her. "No more tears; he U coming." Shi went into a very ecstasy of delight than, dolden primroses and pale cowilip* came; the sweet violets bloomed, the green leave* budded, the bird* began to sing; it wai sping, delicate, beautiful spring, and in June he would oome. She wa* almost ready for hiir. It was April now, and she had worked without intermission. She loved to think of hi* pleasure when he found her so improved. She delighted in picturing what he would ay, and how he would reward her with kissel and caresses ; how he would praise her for her effort* ; how proud even he would bn of her. "I want you to toll me the exact truth," he ssid to one of the masters, "I will tell you any truth you wi*h to hear," he aaid. "1 want you to tell me thi*. If you met me anywhere, and did not know that in my youth I hud re-eived no training, should you, from anything in my manner, find it out?' 1 "No, he replied frankly. "I would defy any one to know that you have not been born the daughter of a duke. Permit me to say, and believe me I am sincere, your manner and conversation are per- fection." She wa* happy after that; people would mi', be able to lai.gh at him and lay he had married a low-born wife. She would be equal to any lady in the land when she wan Lady Chaudo*. The sp-ing WM giving way to the lang- ing, Kold-n hued summer. He had gone to I laly : his parent* were there ; they had been spending the spring in Rome and he had joined them. Nothing. Leone thought, could be more natural. His letter* from Rome were not o frequent or so long ; but that wa* no matter ; he bad les* lime, perhaps ; and being with hi* parent* not ao much op- portunity. Her faith in him never lessened, never faltered, never wavered. True, slie wondered at time* why he had gone to hi* parent*, why he bail joined [hem after the cruel way in which they had behaved. She could not quite under- land. It seemed to her at timei almost disre- pe3t to her that he should associate with them until they had apologised to her, and made amend* tor the wrong done ; but then, ihe *aid to herself, he knw beet ; all he did was well done, and there wai nothing to fear. Then May came so short the time was growing. Everything he hail spoken of wai here the green leave*, the tinging birds, the soaring lark, the cooing wood- pigeon. Only a few more week* now, and the girl grew beautiful every day a* her hope grew nearer it* fulfilment. She wa* much (truck by a conversation she had one day with Signor Corli, her singing-master. She had lung, to hi* in- tense delight and satisfaction, one of the most difficult and beautiful cavatinas from "l>er Freiichutz," and he marveled at her wonderful voice and execution. "It i* ten thousand pitie*," he said, I "that you have a poeition which forbid* you to think of the sta^e." She laughed fct ihe tune. "The sta K e ?" she repeated. "Why, sig. nor?" "Because you have the genius which would make you the lineal dramatic linger in the world," he replied ; " you would be the very queen of it ug. I repeat it it is ten thousand pities you have been placed in such a position the stage could never attract you." "No it certainly will not," she aaid. "Rut do you think I have really talent for it, signor " "No, not talent,"he replied, "but genius. Once i i every hundred years such a one i* iMvi-n to the world. If you went on the tage I venture to prophesy you would drive the world mad." She laughed. "It is just as well, then, that the world i* laved from madness," she (aid. "It IM not well for the world of art, "said Signor Corli. She imiled after he was gone, half flat- tered by In* word*, yet half amaxed. Could what he laid be true ? Wa* thi* dramatic power, a* he called it the power he had felt wi Inn herself which made her dilleient to others ? Then ihe laughed again. What did it matter to her her life would be spent under the shelter of her husband'* love the huibaud -who wai to claim her in June. (TO HI COSTINfED.) PERSONAL POINTERS. K. . .I.I.I r rararraph* Abeat SsBse er Ihe crrai Velk* ef Ihe WerU. The Prince of Wale* lay* that " Robin- con Crusoe " wai the favourite book of hi* childhood. Mr. Kuskin's chief de- light in hi* youth wai the " Arabian Nights." The latest pretender to the " throne " of France is Mohammed ben-Bourbon. He claim* descent from one of the Bourbon prince*, who went to Algiers at the time of Lxmis \IV. He is a cattle dealer at Bougie, in Algeria. J. M. Barrie says that nothing equals a day in bed. It is better than a holiday at the seaside. Spend the whole day in bed, and then next morning jump into a cold bath. This treatment will make you fee. a* if you have b?en a week at the seaside The Japanese, Siiabun Mikonbata, who saved the life of the Czsrewitch of Russia when in Japan in 1891, has been declared exempt from service in ihe preeent war by the Mikado. Mikonbata draws a fen ion of 9600 a year from Human Govern- ment The death ii announced of the Rev. Robert Selkirk Scott, I>. D., secretary of the United Presbyterian church in Kng land. !>r. Scott wa* a favorite pupil of Sir William Hamilton, the great Scotch metaphysician, and ac'd for aome time in hi* place in the University of Edin- burgh. Signor f'rispi i* writing a history of the Marsala Thousand, or an account of Can- baldi'i expedition at the Bead of 1,000 fol- lower* against the two Sicilies in 1860. The expedition wa* planned by Crispi himself, who ha* many unpublished document* bearing on it in hi* poueasion. Two Russians, M. Menkhondjineff and M. Oulanoff, recently arrived at Shanghai after a journey of two yean and nine months through Thibet, in the course of which they visited Lnasta, and had an interview with the Dalai Lama. It i* the first time since 1811 that European* have accomplished thi* feat. The Empress Frederick ha* induced the two Berlin societies of amateur photo amateur* in 1895. Her Majesty ha* under- taken to be patroneea, and ha* requested the Prince** Henry to act as her substitute on the committee. A good tory u being told in London of Mark Twain, whose little daughter i* quite independent in her criticism* of her famous father. Some one recently asked the young lady about one of hi* recent books, when he replied: "Really. I can't give an opinion. Papa's book* bore me terribly. I haven't read halt of them. Papa is the nioset thing in the world, bat, oh dear, I do wi*h he wai not a famous funny man." Mark Twain hmmlf i* greatly delighted with hi* child'* appreciation of hi* work. Campanim wa* a blacksmith, and Watch | tel a postilion. Now we have a woodman from the forest who aspire* to become a vocal *tar. Aloii Burgstaller, who sang the part of "Henrich,"one of the minstrel knighu in "Tannhaoaer," at Bayrenth.wa* a woodchopper in Upper Bavaria at '!.'! centi a day when Frau Wagner discovered him last spring. His heroic tenor voice induced her to bring him to Beyrouth, where he ha* been iiudying singing, receiving mean- while $.'Mi a month fcr expense* until the I first *al*>ry day at th* theatre co.nes I round. The youthful Kbedive of Egypt doe* not smoke, and :s itrictly obedient to the Koran'* injunction not to use strong drink, but he finds various ways of amusing himself. One is in hi* yachts, of which he his four, ihe largest being about a* big a* an ocean liner. Under hi* rule woman's position <s fait improving in Egypt, and harem life is disappearing. By the Mo- hammedan la* an Egyptian is permitted to have fonr wivei, but at preeent it is con- sidered bad form for a man to have more than one helpmate. A correspondent aayi that the Attorney- (ienoral of Jamaica, Mr. Conitanune Kurke, U coloured, and there ere four dii- linguuhed men of colour in the Legislative Council, Mr.lieorge Stiebel has been^knight- ed by the l^ueen for hi* service* of pro- moting the success of the Jamaica Exhib- ition, besides representatives in the Judi- cial and Administrative department* of the (Government, and it i* only a queition of time when the entire government of the colony will be in their hands. Col. Jame* H. Church, of Todd County, Ky.,alway* had faith in hi* dreams. He dreamed that he wa* to die on a certain ilate, and when that day cam* rounl, a month later, he really lied. The Lord's Prayer. A. N. Jannaria, a native (jreek, con- tribute* a long and scholarly article to the Contemporary Review, in answer to the queition : "I* the English Version of the Lord'* Prayer a faithful representation of the original a* recorded in St. Matthew?'' He takee up the petition* seriatim : not only translate* each word, but trie* to get at the significance of the word in the original, and then gives a* the Lord'* Pray- er in thi* form : " 'Our Father which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name Thy do- minion come Thy (fixed) purpose be done: a* in heaven, so too on earth. Give u* this day our mere (or simple) bread, and forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors theirs ; and let u* not fall into a tempter's inare, but deliver u* from the evil one.' And if we admit the spurious doxology 'For Thine ii the dominion, and the power, and the glory for aver. Amen. ' " HE WAS DEAD. THE DOCTOR DECLARED BUT THE UNDERTAKER MEANT TO BE SURE. fte be Drew a Da* err le Mab ihe Man In Tr.ii.,-. aa-4 Ever Bluer Them ih.- I ..Her', Hair <;** Celer Kverr star. HUam W. Stark, who re*ide* near Mor- gan town, W. Va., where he own* and cul- tivate* a model farm of ->00 acre*, ha* pecu- liarity scat i* moet original and itriking. Thi* peculiarity i* hi* hair. He never know*. when he pull* off hi* heavy boot* utter a hard day'* work, and get* ready to retire what color hi* hair vill be when he wake* up the next morning. Sometime* it i* grey all over ; sometimes it is black ; again jt u half grey and have black, and perhaps; there will be several diys in which there will be no change at all. .Again he will wake up after a good night's rest to find that he possesses a head of auburn hair, which any society belle would envy. SAID US WAD DEAD. "I can't tell you the reason why the*e change* of color take place," said Mr. Stark loan enquirer. "If I could 1 would be doing oineihin* which the physician* have been worrying about for yeari, '"'. I can tell you what brought it about and Ihere is quite a story connected with it. Up un- til 1 was 14 yean old, there was not a more healthy boy in the country than I. I wa* a large and strong youngster for my age, and father used to say that I wai worth any two men on the place. Well, about that time I wa* Vaken sick with epilepsy. I lingered between life and death for several weeks, and finally 1 remember the circumatancea well at 1*2:03 o'clock Sun day morning, with the family clustered around my bedside, 1 died. At leist.that U what th* doctor in charge claimed, and as there WM no sign of life about my body, the family had no rtaaon to disbelieve hi* I statement. All thi* time I lay there and could lee all that wa* going on about me. I 1 wanted to speak and tell t.lem I WA NOT US' AD, but I could not breathe a word. I tried to move, but not a muscle would respond to my wishes. I could hear, but uot very dii- tinctly, th* arrangement* being made for my funeral. All that night I wa* alone laid union the stretcher awaiting for the under- taker to put in hi* unwelcome appearance in the morning. 1 could hear my mother weep- ing in an adjoining room and now and then ihe would olfer np a prayer for her darling Ml 1. It wa* in awful agony that 1 pasted ths night. Time after time I itrived to ex- tricate myaelf from the horrible fate of being buried alive, but not a finger could 1 move. THI I'SDERTA KIR'S IIAI.HKR. "At 10 o'clock the undertaker came. I heard him express to my father a desire to> be left alone with me and 1 knew very well what :hat meant. He wai always very particular not to bury anybody aliveand for that reason be always carried a small steel dagger which he plunged into his charge a* a part of the preparation for burial He came into the room, took hold of my arm and let it fall " 'He'* dead,' he laid half tloud, 'but it* only a matter of form,' and with thoee word* he removed the clothe* from my left breast tnd raised the blade above me. Just then 1 shrieked. TUB DACCBR I- W.I. nd stuck in the floor at my lide. The family ruihed in, but I wa* unconscious a second after I cried. They worked with me for several day* and I finally recovered. They told me the story of my death, but no one could describe the death that I had lived* a* I had experienced it. The light of that dagger raised above my heart wa* a picture I can never efface from my mem- ory, and the misery m which 1 lived dur- ing thoee few seconds could never be fully told. " Ever lince that sickness, that death, and that resurrection, those changes ot color have taken place in my hair. There is scarcely a week in which a change of ome kind doe* not occur. My hair is black now and ha* been so for two day*. It will change soon but to what color 1 can never foretell. It is no particular incon- venience to me except when my hair i* half black and half grey and then I am tared at a* though 1 were a preambulating museum, " No, I've never been dead unce then and I don't care to be until it's a real death.' A Popular Bridegroom. A corrfpomle.it telegraphs: An extra- ordinary scene was witnessed at a Che- shire wedding yesterday. The bridegroom was received with groans and hisses and a running fire of abuse was kept up through- out the ceremony by a party of ladies from Winsford. Their hostility seemed to arise from the notion that the bridegroom wa* marrying the wrong girl. Onleiving the church he was mobbed, bis hat being knocked off, hi* face scra'chej an.i coat torn. The bridegroom wa* at length rescued by the bride and escaped in a gig. Abner Oorsett, a negro living in Hickory Mountain township. North Carolina, has a head which measure* thirty-two inches in circumference. Japan's Big- Contract. We do not believe that Japan or any other power can break up the Chinese em- pire. It i* a very old institution and a very olid one. It ha* weathered many vicis- situdes during the 5, (MX) years of it* history. Hi* very well knit together, and i* com- pact and orderly. It has se,en many change, of dynasty, but ha* nourished though them all. Its people, though ot different race* and languages, live in good accord. It* system of government seems to be, on the whole, very well adapted to their character which '. mild and peaceful. It* territory, i* about the rightsi/.eforit* population. China very nret and strong empire, by far the iiio.it populous country in world. Its cui- toms are of immemorial antiquity. The Jap* are talking very loudly of their do- sign* against China. We do uot believe they can carry them out, even if they capture Pekiu. The Chinese can light a* fiercely a* the " foreign devils" when forc- ed to tight, and, iu this century, they have shown their ability to do so. We believe that the breaking up of China, or it* partition, or it* complete inbjugatiou liy any other power, won <l be an unfortun- ate thing for the whole world, more especi- ally for all the countries and government* of Alia. Very Good Natured. Little Johnny "1 guess I must be a very good-natured boy." Aunty "Why so?" Little Johnny "School ha* Lean open about a month, and I haven't wished any- thing awful would happen to the teacher ' T