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The School MISTRESS ABRoAD.--"NoW
close your book Bob," said the mother
"and Alec give me yours. Pu: your hand:
down, turn from the fire, and look at me
dears."


"What is the capital OF Russia?"


"The Brman empire" said Alec, with
unhesitating confidence,


"The Baltic sea-" cried Bob, emulous
and ardent.


"Wait-not so fast; let ME see, my
dears, which of you is right"


Mrs. Thompson appealed Immediately
TO her book, after long private commu-
nlcation with which, she emphaticall
pronounced them both wrong,


"Give US chance, mother," said Bob
in a wheedling tone, Dob knew his moth
er's weakness) ''them's such hard words.
! don't know how it is, but can never re-
member them. Just tell US half the syl-
lable-oh do now please"


"Oh, know now!'' cried Alec, sits
something with G in it,"


"Ihlnk of the apostles, dears. What
are the names OF the apostles?"


"Why, there's Moses, began Bob, coun-
ting on his fingers, "and there's Sammy
well, and there's Aaron and Noah's ark


"Stop, my DEAR" said Mrs. Thompson,
'just begin again. | said who was Peter
mo, not that--who was an apostles"


"Oh, | know now!" cried Alec again
(Alec was the bright boy Of the family }
"lt's Peter,-Peier's the capital of Rus
sa.''


"No, not quite, my dear; try again"


"Paui," half murmured Robert, with a
reckless hope Of proving right.


"No, Peters right; but there's nothing
else What has your father been taking
down the beds FORT"


There was solemn silence, and the
three industrious sisters bIushed the
slightest blush thai could be raised on q
maiden's cheek.


"To rub that stuff off the walls" said
the ready Alec.


"Yes, but what was it 10 kiIl?" asked
the insIructress.


"The feas," said Bob.


"Worse than that dear"


"Oh, know pow," shrieked Alec for
the third time; "Petersbug's the capital OF
Russia"