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writing in the head-lines the teacher had to mend 

 the pens. And what ** grey-haired boy " of to- 

 day but has carried along in mind with him on 

 his pilgrimage, the nuggets of wisdom as set forth 

 on the head-lines of those copy-books. The fre- 

 quent repetition by writing whole pages of such 

 choice chunks of sage philosophy engraved them 

 indelibly on the films of the brain. 



Here are a few of those old head-lines that I 

 am able to conjure up from the abyss of the past. 



A soft answer turneth away wrath. 



Be not overcome of evil but overcome evil with 

 good. 



Better to get wisdom than gold. 



Contentment is better than riches. 



Cease to do evil, learn to do good. 



A LETT-HANDEB LEARNING TO WRITE 



Being left-handed I recall that learning to write 

 was a sore trial for me. The teacher absolutely 

 forbade the use of my left hand in that connec- 

 tion and, during the writing hour, he used to walk 

 up and down the aisles, armed with a wooden 

 pointer. It is next to impossible to write and 

 keep one's eye on the teacher, too. I tried and I 

 know. Stealing up softly on me from behind I 

 felt the weight of that pointer wielded by the 

 teacher, on my poor left hand on many occasions. 

 At this distance of time, I thank him, but I am 

 rather proud that I am able to boast, despite his 



