"It doesn't go at all, mother."

"I was afraid that it would be so."

"How does what go?" said Asahel.

"The school."

"_How_ does it go?"

"Upon my head; and I am tired of carrying it."

"Don't you like being school-teacher?"

"No."

"_I_ do," said Asahel.

"I wouldn't stay in it, Winthrop," said his mother.

"I will not mamma, -- only till winter. I'll manage it so long."

Eight months this experiment was tried, and then Winthrop came
back to the farm. Eight months thrown away! he sadly said to
himself. He was doubly needed at home now, for Mr. Landholm
had again been elected to the Legislature; and one of the
first uses of Winthrop's freedom was to go with his father to
Vantassel and drive the wagon home again.