A Memory

How dear to my heart Is the school I attended And well I remember, though dlstant and dim. Tlinl red-hended BUI and the pin that I hended. And carefully put on the bencli under hlm. And wi'M I recaU the surprise of the inastor Whpn Hlll gave ayell and sprang up froni the Dln, So high thut lils lnillft head buated tho piaster Above, and thescho'ars all Rt upa dln. Thut active boy Hllly, that hlgu-leaplng Billy, That loud-shoullng Billy who sat on a pin. Washington Post. And well I remera ber the scène that goon followed ; Aye! Fnsh In my mem'ry the Incident lingera, How I whitnpored at flrst and afterwards hallooed, A my collar was held by the taacher's stout flngefs. How he wolloped me long wlth a llraber beach gad. And shoók me and Jprked me uil my shoestrlngs nntlt-it ; And I wished na I went to my seat, faint and sad, Tbat BUI or tlie teacher had lODg agolll. Thut fleree-vlsnupd teiictn-r! That stout Iltigered teacher! Thut teacher who bllKtered each Inch if my liide !