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Title: The Hoosier school-master : a novel
Year: 1871 (1870s)
Authors: Eggleston, Edward, 1837-1902
Subjects: Country life -- Indiana Teachers -- Indiana
Publisher: New York : Orange Judd
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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eferocious brute. Between the disheartening words of the old man, the immensemuscles of the young man who was to be his rebellious pupil,the jaws of the ugly bull-dog, and the heartless giggle of thegirl, Ralph had a delightful sense of having precipitated himselfinto a den of wild beasts. Faint with weariness and discourage-ment, and shivering with fear, he sat down on a wheelbarrow. You, Bull! said the old man to the dog, which was showingmore and more a disposition to make a meal of the incipientpedagogue, you, Bull! git aout, you pup ! The dog walkedsullenly off, but not until he had given Ralph a look full ofpromise of what he meant to do when he got a good chance.Ralph wished himself back in the village of Lewisburg, whencehe had come. You see, continued Mr. Means, spitting hi a meditative sortof a way, you see, we ant none of your saft sort in thesediggins. It takes a man to boss this deestrick. Howsumdever, efyou think you kin trust your hide in Flat Crick school-house I C I I
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OLD JACK MEANS, THE SCHOOL TRUSTEE. A PKIVATE LESSON FROM A BULL-DOG. 15 I hant got no bjection. But cf you git licked dont come on us.Flat Crick dont pay no nsurance, you bet! Any other trustees ?Wai, yes. But as I pay tlie most taxes, tothers jist let rne runtlie thing. You can begin right off a Monday. They ant been,no other applications. You see it takes some grit to apply forthis school. The last master had a black eye for a month. But,as I said, you can jist roll up and wade in. I low youve gotpluck, may be, and that goes for a heap sight moren sinnoo withboys. Walk in, and stay over Sunday with me. Youll hev toboard roun, and I guess you better begin here. Ralph did not go in, but sat out on the wheelbarrow, watch-ing the old man shave shingles, while the boys split the blocksand chopped wood. Bull smelled of the new-comer again in anugly way, and got a good kick from the older son for his pains.But out of one of his red eyes the dog warned the young school-master that Tie shou

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