isa-normaladvance-1903-00068

Description:	68THE NORMAL ADVANCE.Star light, star bright,First star I seen tonight,Wush I may, wush I might,Have the Wush I wush tonight.Without his knowing it, his foot had gotten intothe water. He sprang up, soused the other one in,jumped up and down a time or two, rubbed onefoot on the other, sprang from the bucket andmade for the towel. ,The next morning the little white head foundin her dest a large red apple. How it camethere was a mystery. She looked about the room,and her eyes fell on him but his problem in longdivision was conveniently difficult. He left hereyes on him, and he knew his blush must sere hisface if it continued. She accused him of it at recess. He tried to deny it, but his traitorous pulsedeserted him in his time of need, and wrote thefalsehood in flaming colors in his face. When shetook a bite of the apple and made him do likewise, he feased Up. Without waiting for herthanks he broke through a line of small boys,punched a large one in the back, sped round thehouse, did two hand springs, and all the remainder of the recess carried one hundred poundsof steam. Never once did he go near her, butnevertheless, he saw that she ate the apple to the.core, and then had the seeds-named. He was dyingto know if one was named for him. Before schoolwas dismissed that evening, he found courage todrop a tightly folded note on the floor and thencough. She picked it up, opened it, and gave hima nod of approval. That night he compared andcontrasted the individual excellencies of threebushels of apples.When he arrived at school the next morning,the necktie was present, but unless he had beenwatched in the secret act, one would never haveguessed that there had been a serious, determinedand persistent effort to part his hair along themedian fissure of the cerebrum.The apple never failed now to be present in thedest when she arrived each morning. Once ithad as companion a little paper rooster. Heimagined that she had looked with longing at thetwo he had fighting on his desk the evening before. His two were of plain white paper, but theone with the apple was of a brilliant green. Ithad eyes of purple, made from his own private bottle of poke berry ink. She expressed her admiration of the work of art that morning at recess.Especially were the eyes just lovely. That evening he was gone after the cows longer than usual,and was engaged in mysterious operations out inthe shed long after he should have been in bed.But with the apple in the dest the next morning was a bottle of poke berry ink. She spilledit on her clean white apron before the first classwas called.At recess that afternoon, a boy pushed her downand made her cry. He caught the boy around backof the house and proceeded to push his face off.The teacher saw from the window an unprovokedassault. That evening he remained after schooland got a licken. He could not, or would not,give an explanation of attack, and as the assaultedparty never done nothin to im, he took hislicken like a stoic. She understood that therewas a probability of his ketchin it fur fightin ,but innocent soul, she never dreamed that he washer knight. When he came into the road, severalboys and girls were waiting for him to deluge himwith sympathy. Punishment may be administered,not for the pain caused, but for the humiliation,but it misses its end in the average school. Theboy who can take the most of it, and never wince,is the hero. So when he came forth dry-eyed andsmiling, he walked among willing worshipers. Shewas one of his subjects, and he was transported.To hear her say that old teacher, was compensation for a thousand fold the tinglings he even yetfelt. He was so emboldened by her sympathy, thatwhen the others had departed, he dared to walkdown the road with her.He in his wagon track, she in hers, they loiteredalong. She tried to draw from him the cause ofhis fight, but the only reason she could get was, cause Fatty done sumpin . She walked primlyalong, while he dragged first one foot sidewisethen the other to make a broad track in the dust.He caught one foot up in his hand and hopped hereversed and walked backwards, then sidewise. He
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Collection:	Indiana State University Archives

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