he told the Super'ntendent," was the reply of Lina, pleased with
herself and with that big word, "that she would have to have more money
next year, for she heard that Lina Hamilton, Frances Black, William
Hill, and Jimmy Garner were all coming to school, and she said we were
the most notorious bad children in town."

"She is the spitefullest woman they is," Jimmy's black eyes snapped;
"she 'bout the meddlesomest teacher in that school."

"Who telled you 'bout it, Lina?" questioned the other little girl.

"The Super'ntendent told his wife and you know how some ladies
are,--they just can't keep a secret. Now it is just like burying it
to tell mother anything; she never tells anybody but father, and
grandmother, and grandfather, and Uncle Ed, and Brother Johnson, and
she makes them promise never to breathe it to a living soul. But the
Super'ntendent's wife is different; she tells ever'thing she hears, and
now everybody knows what that teacher said about us."

"Everybody says she is the crankiest teacher they is," cried Jimmy, "she
won't let you bring nothing to school 'cepting your books; you can't
even take your slingshot, nor your air-gun, nor--"

"Nor your dolls," chimed in Frances, "and she won't let you bat your
eye, nor say a word, nor cross your legs, nor blow your nose."

"What do she think we's goin' to her of school fer if we can't have
fun?" asked Billy. "Tabernicle sho' had fun when he went to school. He
put a pin in the teacher's chair an' she set down on it plumb up to the
head, an' he tie the strings together what two nigger gals had they hair
wropped with, an' he squoze up a little boy's legs in front of him with
a rooster foot tell he squalled out loud, an' he th'owed spitballs, an'
he make him some watermelon teeth, an' he paint a chicken light red an'
tuck it to the teacher fer a dodo, an' he put cotton in his pants 'fore
he got licked, an' he drawed the teacher on a slate. That's what you
go to school fer is to have fun, an' I sho' is goin' to have fun when I
goes, an' I ain't goin' to take no bulldozin' offer her, neither."

"I bet we can squelch her," cried Frances, vindictively.

"Yes, we'll show her a thing or two"--for once Jimmy agreed with her,
"she 'bout the butt-in-est old woman they is, and she's going to find
out we 'bout the squelchingest kids ever she tackle."

"Alfred Gage went to school to her last year," said Frances, "and he can
read and write."

"Yes," joined in Jimmy, "and h