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I left Elma’s in about half an hour and as I 
sauntered home I noticed how threatening the 
clouds looked. As I entered the yard Mamma 
called to me to come and help her. She looked 
anxious and then it struck me that I had bet¬ 
ter hurry my legs and get ready for the storm 
which was fast approaching. The men folks 
were all away, so together we drove 
the hens into their house, then closed and 
locked the barn and brought stray articles to 
where they belonged. The two little girls 
came hurrying home and helped or tried to 
help, close doors and windows. No sooner 
was this finished than the storm burst. The 
distant mutterings came nearer and changed 
into a growl and then a roar. The wind blew 
a perfect hurricane and clouds of dust flew 
through the streets. It seemed to grow worse 
every second and like an enraged demon it 
chuckled, laughed aud picked up staeksof straw 
and wheat and many smaller things. Iu one 
short five minutes the hard-earned crops of 
many a farmer were destroyed. Nor was this 
all Several lives were lost while we four stood 
at the windows and watched the storm and 
its effects. Papa, usually at his office, 
and brother faithfully driving home the 
cows. Where were they? We could not 
answer but only looked at each other 
aud then at the storm and watched 
and waited. Little did we dream of 
the troubles of others or of the four young 
people so suddenly and sadly drowned in Cedar 
Lake. Our troubles were light in comparison. 
For wasn’t Papa a strong, hea vy man, able to 
battle With the wind if be should chance to be 
coming home? And wouldn’t brother run in¬ 
to some house, aud let the cows take care of 
themselves? Still we feared, and it was with 
increasing terror that we saw huge boards 
lifted up, carried through the air, aud deposit¬ 
ed perilously near our front windows. What 
chance had my small, lightly-built brother if 
he should happen to be out-doors? Gradually 
the wind died down, the dust settled, and down 
came the rain in a perfect torrent. A drip¬ 
ping figure came hurrying through the alley 
It was Papa. He started 
that’s all.” But Mr. Greening soon put 
another face on affairs. “Spell religious,” 
he said, looking over his spectaclas. 
“Say, why don’t ye give me a hard one?” 
said Mr. Mouser, “Bear Crick wants some¬ 
thin’ harder. We ain’t playin’ no game— 
we’re business, we be.” 
“Wall, spell it,” said Mr. Greening. “We’ll 
give ye bard ones 'fore long.” 
“R-e, re. 1-i-g, relig, e-o-u-s, religious” 
Captain Gritler looked up from his spelling 
book in exultation. “Wrong, wrong,” be 
shouted. “Don’t say nothin’ more ter me, 
Orter give yo some word sorter nearer yer 
usqal state, I ’low.” 
Mr. Mouser did his best to get a chance for 
an explanation, but it was no use. He bad to 
take bis seat. There Bear Creek fared badly. 
Speller after speller missed. All the easy words 
seemed to go to District Number Three. Al- 
vira made a gallant struggle with “scieuce,” 
but in spite of fate and the admiring glances 
of Mr. Frink spelled it “sy,” At last, after an 
hour’s spelling, Edith Bell was left as the last 
of Bear Creek’s representatives, while District 
Number Three had five of its best spellers in 
line. Then Mr. Greening went dodging aud 
hunting about the book after old and odd 
words. He forced two of Captain Gritler’s 
company to sit down, but at last he gave it up. 
“I reckon we’ll hev ter call it a tie,” he said. 
“Onless the two masters kin sorter think out 
sum new words. I’m done, an’ so’s the spclliu' 
book.” 
After some consultation it was agreed that 
the long-nosed teacher aud myself should give 
out words alternately—I bo give the first, he 
the second and so on until one side was beaten. 
A sudden thought Hashed into my head as I 
got up to give out the word. Perhaps it was 
not exactly fair, but wo all wanted Bear 
Creek to win .so I gave out the word Edith had 
read in the paper—Heliotype! The man who 
represented District Number Three had never 
heard the word before. When I explained its 
meaning to him he knew less than he did be¬ 
fore, apparently. But he was bouud to try 
it, anyway. 
“ H-e-e-l-y—y-o—helio —t-y-p-e—heliotype. ” 
“Wrong,” I said, and nodded to Edith, who 
spelled the word correctly. 
Then there was a great commotion. The 
long-nosed teacher jumped to his feet and pro¬ 
ceeded to protest against the use of such a 
word. Captain Gritler joined him, while Mr. 
Mouser gave most of the arguiueuts for our 
side. 
To prove that the word was a legitimate 
one, Edith produced the paper in which it was 
printed. Mr. Mouser waved this argument 
over his head, and then shook it defiantly iu 
Captain Gritler’s face. That gentleman could 
only say, “Wall. I kin whip ye anyway.” 
But for the presence of Mrs. Mouser and the 
“ futui' speller,” Mr. Mouser would have nr- 
gued this point too. 
At last Captain Gritler mounted the plat¬ 
form and raid: “Wall, folks, it ’pears that 
Bear Crick don’t never allow no justice tor 
outsiders, so I moves ye we go home where we 
kin git all the justice we wants. We kin spell 
Bear Crick blind an’ they ain’t nobody knows 
it no better than them what lives here.” 
Captain Gritler’s followers acted upon his 
suggestion. They retired in good order, 
maintaining their ability to heat Bear Creek, 
We may take leave of them here, and of Boar 
Creek too. It is well to stop in the hour of 
victory when we can. Bear Creek called it a 
victory, and it was surely near enough to oue to 
brag about. I had but little more trouble in 
school. A physical aud mental victory were 
enough to pass almost any one through. I 
went back to college at the end of the term 
and iu the words of the story book, “all went 
well afterwards ” 
THE STORY OF A DISTRICT SCHOOL. 
A COLLEGE BOY’S DIARY. 
(Continued.) 
“Spell diamond,” repeated Mr. Greening 
in bis loudest tone. 
Mi - . Monser’s CDllar got in the way of his 
throat. He put a finger on the inside of this 
obstruction and pulled it away to give space 
for his voice. “D i-di. a-dia, uow don’t none 
of ye tell me, ’cause I kin spell it. I knows 
how—don’t none on ye tell me. Di-di, a dia, 
mun— now don’t none on ye say a word, I 
knows it, I kin spell it— don’t ye tell me, don’t 
ye tell me—I know the word,” and Mr. Mouser 
gave such a frantic pull at his collar that the 
button burst a way and went spinning across 
the room. Mrs. Mouser sat admiringly by 
the stove holding the “futer speller” of Bear 
Creek on her lap. The flying button struck 
this young gent leman on the small portion of 
his nose visible through the hood which 
covered his bead aud face. By the time the 
scream which greeted this accurate shot had 
been hushed by Mrs. Mouser, Mr. M. had 
thought out the right spelling of the word. 
Captain Gritler was greatly pleased at the 
trouble his antagonist experienced with “dia¬ 
mond.” He chuckled and winked at his 
friend, the loug-uosed teacher, and slapped his 
leg so hard aud so constantly that his wife 
was obliged to come to the rescue. She 
created a great laugh by remarking that she 
didn’t want him to lame himself, because in 
that case she would be called upon to do all 
the chores. 
At last Mr. Mouser started again. “Di-di, 
a-dia—now don’t none on ye tell me—I’ve gut 
it all right—I know it sure. Di-di, a-dia- 
mond-mond—diamond 1 Ef that ain't right, 
I’ll eat the book.” 
“Right !’’shouted Mr. Greening. Bear Creek 
tookaloug breath. Mr. Mouser took off his 
great collar and pushed it into his pocket. 
Now it was Captain Gritler’s turn. He 
scratched his head ruefully as Mr. Greening 
hunted for a hard word. It appeared that 
the captain had seeu fit to sneer at the school 
examiner’s prize hog. Now was the time for 
revenge. 
“Spell diaphragm,” shouted Mr. Greening. 
Captain Gritler’s jaw dropped at this eom- 
man I. But Mi-. Mouser’s grin spurred him 
on to an earnest effort. 
“Di-di-a—say they aint no sech word in 
no book 1 reckon. 1 low it aint fair fer ter 
give out words that they don’t nobody kuow 
the mean'll’ on. We’re spellers we be, but we 
aint spellin’no words thet aint got no mean- 
in’ to ’em. I appeals to this here enlightened 
company that a feller orter hev a chance fer 
ter know what a word means afore he spells 
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right off to find brother, and we waited a 
dreary half hour. At the end of that time the 
storm was almost over, but still they did uot 
come. Mamma was almost wild, and sent me 
to look for them. I rushed out. without any 
wraps, and paced up and down anxiously 
watching. Finally I saw two figures far up 
the street. From the first 1 was quite sure 
who they were, but 1 said nothing to Mamma 
for fear that it might possibly be a mistake. 
When they were quite near I rati to meet 
them, and together we came iuto the bouse to 
Mamma, who was almost iu hysterics. But 
she soou felt better, aud brought dry clothes 
for the drenched ones. Then we bad supper, 
and how good it tasted! The storm was over 
for the day. Yes, for the day! But keep 
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Mr. Mouser was so excited that he rushed 
over to Captain Gritler’s side. 
“Keep off,” he shouted. “Don’t none on ye 
come anigh him with no information. Ef 
he spells it lie’s got fer ter spell it himself. 
That’s whut I done." 
Mr. Mouser considered this action neces¬ 
sary for the long-nosed teacher was circling 
about the room aiming o plant himself close 
behind Captain Gritler. 
Mr. Greening was not to be frightened. 
“Ef they aint no sech word iu this here book, 
I can’t see. As fer what it means—thet aint gut 
nothin’ter do with it noway. You look inter 
a dielionary an’ see what it means au’ ef 
Cap’a Gritler aint gut one. I’ll step down 
offeu the platform an’ call him up here.” 
There was no escape now for Captain Grit¬ 
ler. He did his best to continue the discus¬ 
sion, but it was a useless task. So he began 
again. “Di-di. a dia, fratn diaphragm.” 
Taking his cue from Edith Bell, Mr. Mouser 
gave a loud shout of laughter. “Hoora^ fer 
Bear Crick,” he shouted, “I knowed it would 
down him Folks runs agin a tree when they 
hit Bear Crick.” 
Captain Gritler did not take his defeat 
good nattiredly. “I can’t spell agin Boar 
Crick an’the empire too,” he sail sulkily, 
“[’low you can’t spell no sech word I’ll dare 
ye for ter walk up to the stand an’ spell it 
yerself. 
“Go ’way,” was Mr. Mouser’s reply, “ I cud 
walk up an’ spell it with my eyes' shet, but it 
ain’t my turn an 1 I ain’t a gonter break up no 
rules.” 
Edith Bell spelled the word correctly and 
Captain Gritler was obliged to take his seat. 
Heat once procured a spelling book and held 
it open ready to correct any error that Mr. 
Greening might chance to make. After spell¬ 
ing down once it was found that Bear Creek 
had 20 spellers left while District Number 
Three had 10. Mr. Mouser was in great glee 
at this result. “What did I tell ye?” he said, 
“Bear Crick don’t make no brags, but when 
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LETTERS FROM THE COUSINS. 
Dear Uncle Mark: I would like to join 
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MINNESOTA. 
A STORM IN SUMMER. 
Our storms seldom come upon us unawnres. 
We Minuesotiaus learn to read the sky while 
we are yet spoken of as “small fry.” It is no 
unusual thing for one of my little sisters to 
come into tbe house aud say, “Mamma, the 
clouds look very bad, I think wo will have a 
storm b Tore night.” The weather is always 
very sultry and still for several days before 
the outburst and it is often the ease that when 
the storm is over the weather is hotter, if pos¬ 
sible, than before. Very few quiet, gentle, 
cooling showers we get to allay the fierce heat 
of July and August. A real cyclone has never 
visited us, hut last summer wo had a storm as 
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near 
the afternoon of August 21, 1888, one-half of 
the family were engaged iu smuggling into the 
house a large birthday present for the paternal 
head. The little girls who Hud it very hard 
to keep a secret, were sent to a neighbor’s to 
stay until the present had arrived and was 
safely locked up in the parlor. Then I went to 
spend a little while with a friend and Mamma 
sat down to read a little before supper time, 
