CHAPTER IX.

BERTIE'S SPELLING MATCH.

Early in November, Mr. Curtis removed his family to Woodlawn; and

Bertie commenced attending school. It was too far for him to walk, and

now he found Whitefoot a greater convenience than ever. Close by the

schoolhouse lived a farmer by the name of Camp, who readily agreed

with Mr. Curtis to allow the donkey to stand in his barn during

school hours.

Miss Esther Taylor, his former teacher, welcomed him back with great

pleasure, for she had learned to love him like a brother. His health

had now greatly improved by so much exercise in the open air, and he

resolved to study hard through all the winter months.

I suppose there are many children more forward in their lessons than

he was; but he had laid a good foundation for an education. He could

read correctly, and with expression, and had begun Colburn's Mental

Arithmetic. In geography he had only learned the general divisions of

the globe, and had begun to draw upon his slate, islands, lakes,

capes, peninsulas, etc., which greatly helped him to understand the

explanations in his book.

In spelling, Bertie was rather backward, not being quick to learn the

sounds of which the word was composed.

Miss Taylor was resolved her pupils should excel in arithmetic and

spelling. In order to excite their ambition she allowed them twice a

week to have what is called a spelling-match.

Two boys or two girls among the best spellers were chosen alternately

by vote of the scholars, and these called out from among their mates

the names of those they wished on their side. Of course each one

wished the best spellers, in order that his side might win the prize,

and as poor Bertie generally failed, he was left out.

After this had occurred two or three times, the little fellow began to

feel mortified; and one night said to his mamma,--

"Will you please buy me a satchel? I'm going to bring home my

spelling-book every night; and I can't carry it very well on

Whitefoot's back, without it's in a satchel."

Mrs. Curtis left the room, and presently returned with a small leather

bag, to which a strap was attached.

"Will this do?" she asked.

"Oh, yes, mamma! that is just what I wanted."

After this, mamma, and papa, and Mrs. Dodge, and Nellie, and Bertie,

and Nancy had a great many spelling-matches, the rule being that every

one who pronounced the word must do so with the greatest distinctness,

so that every letter as far as possible should be articulated.

Before the winter was past, Bertie's dislike to his spelling-book was

wholly conquered, and he was called as often as any scholar to try

for the prize in the spelling-match.

This was the first winter the children had ever passed in the country.

When the snow began to fall, Winnie was delighted, and went out to

catch the flakes on a piece of paper.

Their house was of a June temperature, while the new conservatory

furnished bouquets and cut flowers in abundance.

It was not the intention of Mr. and Mrs. Curtis to keep aloof from the

villagers. Indeed, by this time, the Oxford people well understood

that the Squire and his wife were ready to befriend them whenever they

were in distress.

The gentleman taught a class in the Sabbath School, composed of

married ladies who had never before been members.

Mrs. Taylor, who was one of the class, often remarked she would arise

long before light rather than to lose the opportunity of hearing the

Bible explained in the simple, practical way the Squire performed the

service.

It was a happy day for the good pastor of Oxford when Mr. Curtis

purchased his farm at Woodlawn. From their first introduction, the

hearts of these truly Christian persons were drawn toward each other.

They were working in the same cause to win souls to the Saviour whom

they loved. One was rich, and the other comparatively poor; but both

had consecrated themselves and all that they possessed, to the

Saviour, who had bought them with his precious blood; and both desired

so to live and to train their families, that when lying on the bed of

death, they might say with Paul,--"I have fought a good fight; I have

finished my course; I have kept the faith; henceforth there is laid up

for me a crown of righteousness."

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