Kind Treatnuiit by Missionaries- 19 



Now I am three feet four inches higli, and weii^h 120, 

 The missionaries in Iceland took j^reat interest in 

 us, for they knew we were all heathens, and they said 

 they would like to take us into their schools and ed- 

 ucate us. So each family was taken into a different 

 school. Our family was placed in the Lutheran 

 school, and there I studied for five years. My teacher 

 was a good and kind man. His name was Ion Thor- 

 derson. He was patient with me and helped me to 

 learn; but some of the scholars were jealous of " the 

 little thing" and made fun of me. For this they had 

 to carry notes home to their parents, and this secured 

 to them a good whipping a-piece, so that they were 

 heard to wish "that little thing", had never come 

 into the school. 



At first we lived several miles from the school, but 

 we did not know anything about walking, in fact 

 could not walk any distance, so the\- sent us on horse- 

 back. They used to tie me on so that I would not 

 fall off It was a funny sight to behold us eight little 

 tots going to school. 



I never shall forget the time when a kind friend 

 gave me a pony. He was very gentle, and small 

 enough so that by leading him along side a large 

 stone I was able to climb upon his back. He would 

 stand quietly and wait for me. I loved my pony and 

 thought there was nothing in the world like him. 

 But this long ride was very hard on us, and finally 

 the teacher made arrangement so that we could live 

 close to the school. 



