“Do you sell a great deal?” “Yes ’urn, but sometimes ’tis mighty hard to get money out ter our people.  Dat ar ——­ (naming the man) tuck a dress from me for his wife; can’t get a nickel from him, and every time he see me he dodge inter some corner.”  “How do they pay?  Cash?” “No, one dollar a week till dey finish payin.”  “As a general thing I suppose they try to meet you pretty promptly, don’t they?” “Lors, no, honey! dey alus put me off; but I keep a runin’ and runin’ every week jis ter make dem tell lie.”

The subject of the hat, etc., rested here, and aunt Mary took up some of her experience at church.  “Broder ——­ (she said, calling the preacher by name) get so now-a-days he don’t preach out ter de Bible no more.  He alus (always) on de path, he aint got time ter look in de book.  I aint got nara larnin, but I kin tell if anybody is preachin out ter de Bible.  We had a meetin ter vote him out de other day and I was a sittin’ near de stove; I hear dat ar ——­ (calling the person’s name) say, ’Broder A., I don’t want you to go ‘way, I want you to stay,’ and she was a sittin’ right up under de preacher’s coat tail; and who tell you she didn’t wisper somethin ter him, then look at me and laugh?” “Is that so?” “Tis so, honey! and I jis tuck up de shovel and went for her.”  Aunt Mary was now on her feet, poker grasped in her hand, and arm lifted above her head.  “Laugh agin, says I, laugh agin, Miss Nigger, and I will stave you down, who dar you to laugh at me, you unfogotten, hen-pecken, know-nothin, off-scorn of the eart.”

With this, aunt Mary slung her bag across her shoulder, took up her hat box, bade good morning, and as she got through the gate, struck out at the very top of her voice one of her favorite melodies.

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This bit of history was imparted in an examination in answer to the question, “What were the Alien and Sedition Laws?” “Alien and Sedition were members of Congress.”

Definition of education:  Education is the cultivation of the moral, brain, intellectual and voice.

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THE INDIANS.

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LETTER FROM OAHE SCHOOL, DAKOTA.

BY MISS JULIA E. PRATT.

A very sad incident came into our life as a school last winter, which has accentuated anew the ignorance and the superstitious heathenism of these Indian people.

One of our little boys was sent to the dormitory one morning to do some work to which he objected, and, while pretending to obey, he took one of the other little boys with him and ran away.  Their absence was not discovered until it was too late to overtake them, and as their home was only ten miles away, and we knew they were good walkers, as all Indians are almost from babyhood, we had every reason to believe