and business honor.

The white people treat him with courtesy and show their appreciation
of his work in many ways. There is now a very kindly feeling between
the two races, largely owing to the efforts of this devoted man.
There is very much to encourage in this case. There are other
graduates who are doing a similar work.

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SCHOOL LIFE IN PORTO RICO.

PROF. CHARLES B. SCOTT, PORTO RICO.

I was sitting in my room at the hotel at Lares, tired out after two
days on pony-back, my first trip into the mountains of the interior,
and my first experience on horseback. My long ride and consequent
fatigue, my position, far from home, family and friends, in a new
region where language, food, customs, all were strange, made me feel
most lonesome. Only a good night's sleep could ward off a threatened
attack of home-sickness, a longing to see the land and hear the
language "that God made," as the boys in blue express it.

Suddenly a new sound aroused me, drew me to the porch, and brought a
relief which only travelers who have been far from the homeland can
realize. Four young girls on the next porch, scarcely visible in the
gathering darkness, were singing:

"Mee condree, teez os tee,
Shweet land of lee-bertee,
Os tee we zeeng.
Land where mee fathers died.
Land os tee peel-greem's pride,
From ef ree mountain side
Let freedom reeng."

[Illustration: SCHOOL BOY IN PORTO RICO.]

No one saw the tears that came or knew about the restful feeling
which followed me into dreamland. I had not left my country. Its
spirit, its love of liberty, the happy "songs in the night" which it
had put into the mouths of its sons and daughters, had preceded me.

Every night during my stay in Lares, the four girls, one of them a
daughter of the alcalde, or mayor, who made me understand that they
had learned this song from their teacher, sang America for "el
Americano," whose coming and talk about a possible school had made
such a stir in their beautiful village.

When we opened an American Missionary Association school in Santurce
and later in Lares, was it strange that America was the first song
taught to the children? How quickly they learned it and how they sang
it, with a spirit and enjoyment which I have rarely seen equaled.
Then followed: "Rally Round the Flag," "The Star Spangled Banner,"
and "Marching through Georgia." They were the best means of
instilling the spirit of patr