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Copyright, 1907, by David ©,
. Cook Publishing Company.
Vou. VI. No. 18. { Fosrisiep
DAVID C, COOK PUBLISHING CO., Exern, ILLINOIS, AND 36 WasuiNncTon Sr., Crreaco,
May 4, 1907.
“ AYBE wasn’t a first-rate
M hand we bring you up,” said
Uncle Phillips. mournfully.
“Tt isn’t your fault!’ wept Sophia
Josephine. “I can’t help being sensitive
over my failure.”
Four months ago, Sophia Josephine had
been graduated. Sophia was nineteen.
She intended to be a teacher. So, when,
a month before her graduation, the
county examination for teachers’ certifi-
eates was held at the county seat, Sophia
Josephine had gone there to be examined.
She failed to pass, chiefly on-account of
arithmetic, which she had not studied
much for some years.
Her failure was a dreadful
Sophia Josephine, She had been used | to
shining» in her high-school clas: nd
could have translated some pages of Virgil
with comparative ease.
During the three months that now had
elapsed since she failed to pass, all the
world, had seemed blighted to Sophia
Josephine. Nobody could teach without a
certifivate, and she never could get one,
neve}
County examinations were held every
months. Uncle and Aunt Phillips,
shock to
who
had brought up Sophia Josephine, tried to
encourage her to study for the next exam-
ination, but she despaired.
“Tt’s no use!” she said; “
I can’t!”
To-day Uncle Phillips © consulted bis
wife.
“What do you think of Sophia?” asked
Uncle Phillips, anxiously.
“Well,” said his wife, “I’m afraid
Sophia. Josephine is like her pa’s. folks.
She won’t persevere.. They never had any
perseverance. Don’t you remember?”
Uncle Phillips. sighed. IIe, had been
proud of Sophia Josephine. Sometimes he
had invited neighbors to come in to hear her
play “The Storm” on the piano, assur-
ing them she made it sound exactly like
thunder! When Sophia Josephine was
graduated” from the high-school, Uncle
Phillips had proudly told the groceryman
about the class poem that Sophia wrote,
that the vocal music teacher said was the
best thing he ever heard. The reason the
yocal teacher thought so was that Sophia | »
Josephine had mentioned him in the class
poem, saying to her fellow-graduates:
duty’s
“No more shall we, at sternest
Sing scales to Mr. Smith, out in the hall!”
So Sophia did not value the vocal teach-
er’s praise highly. -But Uncle Phillips did,
and he was the more dismayed at Sophia
Josephine’s failure to meet bravely her
present first real life problem
“T’'d forgot about Sophia ” Josephine’s
pa’s folks not being overly persevering !”
thought Uncle Phillips, dismally.
A week after this, Mrs. Taine came to
the door.
“ Amelia Deming’s got one of her sick
spells,” said M Taine. “ Will Sophia
Josephine substitute for Amelia a few
days?”
Mrs. Taine had a big, old house. In the
big, bare, front room downstairs she had a
little ._private school. There were about
fifteen scholars of all sizes, including Mrs.
Taine’s two little girls, Mrs. Taine taught
only music, and she had employed Amelia
Me
Deming now for two years to teach the
common English branches all day, Amelia
walked with crutches. She had been an
intimate friend of Sophia Josephine while
schoolmates, but Amelia had had to leave
the high-school when half through. To
Amelia and her widowed mother, the
twelve dollars a month that she earned
teaching Mrs. Taine’s school was very
necessary.
“Td pay you more, if you were a grad-
uate of anything, so’s I could tell folks
so,” Mrs. Taine had said, on employing
Amelia.
It had been a great grief to Amelia that
e had “never graduated from anything.”
She had looked with admiring, wistful eyes
at Sophia Josephine, who could continue
in the high-school till graduation. Now
when Amelia was ill, her first thought had
~en to ask Sophia to substitute. :
Sophia Josephine received the request
listlessly.
“I suppose I can!” she said,
“Do!” urged ber aunt. “It'll help poor
Ameli She’s the faithfulest girl under
disadvantages I ever saw
Sophia winced. bidet
consider her.“ faithful ”?
Next day Sophia Josephine sat in Mrs.
Taine’s bare room, with the
fifteen scholars, To fill all
the time, Sophia had the pri-
mary reading class stand in~
line three times that day and
read aloud, a proceeding that
ealled forth one little fellow’s
“We never do read
Aunt’ Phillips
The oldest pupil, a boy quite
advanced in arithmetic, worked
his problems and handed his
paper respectfully to Sophia.
With great dignity she looked
at .the figures and marked
them perfect. She hoped they
“I’m surprised that Amelia
can teach this boy!” thoifght
Sophia.
After a week, one day at
Josephine, seeing her come in,
thought how often Amelia
must have swung herself in on
her crutches through that door
the last two years and taught
for the pitiful twelve dollars
a month, Poor Amelia! She
never would be strong enough
to teach any public school.
“T expect my scholars have
learned a good deal from you,”
said Amelia, looking with ad-
miiration at Sophia Josephine,
“You're a real graduate. I
wish I were a graduate of
anything! Oh, Sophia, I did
feel so bad when I had to leave the high-
school, only half through! I used to cry
about it nights. Oh, you don’t know! -It
must be beautiful to graduate!”
Sophia Josephine moved uneasily. She
was not used to counting her blessings.
Amelia bent forward eagerly.
“ Sophia,” she said, “I’m going to tell
you a secret. Mrs. Taine says, if I ever
pass the county teachers’ examination and
get a-certificate, she'll increase my pay to
Wee og
fifteen dollars a month. Think of getting
fifteen dollars!) Mrs, Taine’s real kind.
Every six months, when teachers’ exami-
nation comes, Mrs. Taine teaches this school
herself for two or three days, so I can
go to the county seat and take the exami-
nation there. Nobody here knows why I
liave vacation. Nobody besides Mrs, Taine
knows that I’ve taken two examinations
and failed to pass. The third examination-
time—last time—I couldn’t go because I
was sick; but, when the next examination
comes, I’m going to try again. Tifteen
dollars a month would be such a help to
mother! I’m studying all the time. I'm
going to keep trying!”
Sophia Josephine stared,
sickly, lame, girl like Amelia, determined,
persevering, intending to take vher third
examination three months hence, with only
a pitiful salary and, mother-loye to inspire
her
amazed, A
“ ‘Well. ”” confessed Sophia Josephine,
slowly, “I took the teachers’ examination
the last time and failed. I'm clear dis-
couraged !*
“Why,
ates. ever
I didn’t know that real gradu-
felt discouraged!” exclaimed
2} Amelia.
Sophia Josephine went home,
the little school to Amelia,
Next day, Uncle Phillips came into the
home kitchen, his face alight.
“ Sophia Josephine’s got all her school
She's studying fer the next
tecchers’ examination! whispered’ the old
man, proudly.
“One day’s studying isn’t much,” said
leaving
“AMELIA’S GOT ITER CERTIFICATE !”
his wife. I've
lost hope.”
“Sophia won’t, persevere.
But, week after week, Sophia Josephine
studied. _ She reviewed arithmetic thor-
oughly. She studied history till she knew
pages of dates. If she grew discouraged,
she shamefacedly remembered the sound of
crutches on a bare schoolroom. floor, ani
the pathetic face of a girl who said, “ Why,
I didn’t know real graduates ever felt dis-
couraged !”
So. when three months had elapsed,
Sophia’ Josephine and Amelia both went
to the county seat to take the teachers’
examination with other applicants gath-
ered there. Written arithmetic, gram-
mar. and spelling’ papers filled the first
day.
The second morning each applicant re-
ceived a little slip, telling what percentage
he or she had obtained in arithmetic, gram-
mar and spelling the previous day. If
anybody fell below seventy per cent. in
one of those studies, that person had to go
home without taking further examinations.
With beating heart that second morn-
ing Sophia Josephine watched one of the
examiners walking the aisles, giving out
the fateful white slips. He was coming
nearer, nearer! Sophia Josephine took
her slip tremblingly. Yes! She could stay
for the rest of the examinations!
Could Amelia? It would spoil every-
thing if she céuldn’t stay, too
Finally, across the room, Sophia saw
Amelia preparing to write the next ex-
amination paper. So Amelia could stay!
After receiving white slips, some appli-
eants went directly out. Others stayed a
while, and slipped out’ so unobtrusively
that Sophia, looking up, was surprised to
find them gone,
the two days’ examinations,
f
Sophia and Amelia returned home to await
results.
“Do ‘you suppose we
asked each other. ,
A week afterwards Sophia Josephine
received a large envelope. In it was a yel-
low paper. It was her county
certificate! She had passed!
Hfow Uncle and Aunt Phillips
rejoiced with her!
“Td like to run straight
over to Amelia’s and show her
my certificate,” said» Sophia,
“but I don't like-to go, if
they
passed?”
Amelia hasn’t a_ certificate,
Sophia looked anxiously
lown the road toward
Amelia’s,
After a long time, Sophia
saw a figure ingi
crutches. i
oor, The figure swung a big
‘envelope.
“She's got one! She’s got
one! Amelia’s got her certifi-
cate!” cried Sophia Josephine,
rushing down the steps.
The two girls, laughing and
half crying, rushed into each
other’s arms.
“Oh, isn't it beautiful!”
cried Amelia. ‘“ We've both
passed! Now Mrs. Taine’ll
give me fifteen dollars a
month! It'll help mother
so!
“ Amelia,” confessed Sophia
Josephine, “I never should
have got my certificate if it
hadn't been for you! Never!”
“Why, yes, you would!”
said Amelia.
“No,” said Sophia Jose-
phine. “You were the one
who had the perseverance and shamed me
into it.
Amelia laughed. She swung forward on
her crutches, only half’ realizing how much
her faithfulness under disadvantages had
made Sophia Josephine faithful to her
advantages.
—— eo
Keep your face always toward the sun-
shine, and the shadows will fall behind you.—
M. B. Whitman.
saddest yanteng las ipa erent
ct peste nese ence eke tact