l make me remember to be good in school. Oh, s'pose I'd
played mouse in school hours!"

"Keep still," said Gladys, "the bell has rung."

The morning passed pleasantly enough, for there were no lessons on the
first day of school.

Books were distributed, and class records were made, and lessons given
out for next day.

Marjorie was delighted with her new geography, which was a larger book
than the one she had had the year before. Especially was she pleased
with a large map which was called the "Water Hemisphere." On the
opposite page was the "Land Hemisphere," and this was a division of the
globe she had never seen before.

The Water Hemisphere pleased her best, and she at once began to play
games with it.

Talking was, of course, forbidden, but motioning for Gladys to follow
her example, she made a tiny paper boat, and then another, and several
others. These she set afloat on the printed ocean of the Water
Hemisphere. Gladys, delighted with the fun, quickly made some boats for
herself, and arranged them on her own geography. Other pupils, seeing
what was going on, followed the example, and soon nearly all the
geographies in the room had little paper craft dotting their oceans.

Next, Marjorie made some little men and women to put in the boats. She
had no scissors, but tore them roughly out of paper which she took from
her blankbook. Other leaves of this she obligingly passed around, until
all the boats in the room were supplied with passengers.

Then Marjorie, still in her position of leader, tore out a semblance of
a fish. It seemed to be a whale or shark, with wide-open jaws.

This awful creature came slowly up from the Antarctic Ocean, toward the
ships full of people.

Suddenly a boat upset, the passengers fell out, and the whale made a
dash for them.

This awful catastrophe was repeated in the other oceans, and, needless
to say, in a moment the whole roomful of children were in peals of
laughter.

Miss Lawrence looked up from her writing, and saw her class all giggling
and shaking behind their geographies. Instinctively she glanced toward
Marjorie, but that innocent damsel had swept all her boats and whales
into her pocket, and was demurely studying her lessons.

Marjorie did not in the least mean to deceive Miss Lawrence, but when
the children all laughed, she suddenly realized that she had been out of
order, and so she quickly stopped her play, and resumed her task.

Observing the open geographie