isa-normaladvance-1909-00228

Description:	228THE NORMAL ADVANCEhe said that 450 new teachers are called intoservice yearly, while the combined graduatingforce of the corps of Normal schools is but 250.Mr. Lawrence Hurst, 08, who is attending I.U, called on I. S. N. friends, April 5.Mr. Ezra Porter, 09, who became an instructor in the Mathematics Department ofWiley High School of this city in January, wasforced to resign on account of illness, and hasgone to his home at Morrocco, Ind. He is succeeded by Mr. Ernest Stirwalt, 09.The enrollment for this term up to April 26,was 1,137, with new students coming in everydajT. The probabilities are that when the midterm students have entered, our enrollment willbe increased to 1800.The two practice classes have an enrollmentof 78, of whom 24 are in the first term and 54in the second term. Several students, however,are enrolled in both classes. Of the secondterm class, two are teaching science in the HighSchool, five history, one English, eleven mathematics, three German, and six Latin. Of theseseveral are teaching two subjects in the HighSchool. The rest of the class are teaching inthe grades.GRINSTHE LITTLE GREEN HAT.A lot of folks from my home town live here I meet one or two every day And more of them seem to be coming each year.They like it so well that they stay.I met Ezra Briggs close by Madison Square He seems to be growing quite fat,And he, with a jaunty, collegiate airWas wearing a little green hat.Ed Saunders walked by—hes a lawyer, youknow—Hes only been here a short time But business, he says, is beginning to grow,And he is a chap who will climb.As Ezra and I saw him swing up the streetWe couldnt help noticing thatOur friend, who was dressed most surprisinglyneat,Was wearing a little green hat.We walked a few blocks, then we met JohnnyBrown,And—yes he was wearing one too.Hes lived for a year in this big, noisy town,And he does as the old folks do.I left Ezra Briggs and I started in questOf needs that had come with our chat,And very soon I, just like all of the restWas wearing a little green hat.—Puck.COLD WEATHER FABLE.Once a smart hare met a wise fox.B-r-r-r, chattered the hare.Whats the trouble, my friend? queried thefox, craftily.Why, this weather is terrible! Im almostfrozen.The wise fox winked up at the crow in thetree.In that case, my friend, he chuckled, Ithink you will find it warmer inside than it isoutside.Without further ceremony he swallowed thehare.Moral—it is not always a safe policy tocomplain about the weather.TALKED TO THE WRONG MAN.The other day an important-looking gentleman took a seat beside a quiet man in an Arkansas railway carriage, and began a conversation.Im going up to Little Rock, he said, toget a pardon for a convicted thief. Im notpersonally acquainted with the Governor, buthe cant afford to refuse me.Is the fellow guilty? asked the man.Of course, he is but that makes no difference. His friends have agreed to give me $500
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