That was something everybody knew.

He took the First and Second Reader through their sums. "Two apples
and two apples make . . ."

"Four apples."

"And three apples from eight apples leave . . ."

"Five apples."

When spelling time came, the children, going down to the foot, rolled
over each other in the grass, with loud shouts. At last only two were
left to dispute the letters in asparagus, elephant, constancy, and
philosophical. Then Mr. Jeminy gathered the children about him.

"The year is over," he said, "and you are free to play again. But do
not forget over the summer what you learned with so much difficulty
during the winter. Let me say to you who will not return to school: I
have taught you to read, to write, to add and subtract; you know a
little history, a little geography. Do not be proud of that. There
are many things to learn; but you would not be any happier for having
learned them.

"You will ask me what this has to do with you. I would like to teach
you to be happy. For happiness is not in owning much, but in owning
little: love, and liberty, the work of one's hands, fellowship, and
peace. These things have no value; they are not to be bought; but they
alone are worth having. Do not envy the rich man, for cares destroy
his sleep. And do not ask the poor man not to sing, for song is all he