self-examination) that therefore he is better fitted to that ministry
than Miss Susie Goldrick, who teaches a class in Sabbath-school
very acceptably. Miss Goldrick is in the second year in the High
School, and last Friday afternoon read a composition on English
Literatoor, in which she spoke in terms of high praise of John
Bunion, the well-known author of " Progress and Poverty." Miss
Goldrick is very conscientious, and always keeps her thumbnail
against the questions printed on the lesson-leaf, so as not to
ask twice, "What did the disciples then do?"

It were a grave error to suppose that no secular learning is
acquired in the modern Sabbath-school. I remember once, when quite
young, speaking to my teacher, in the interval between the regular
class work and the closing exercises, about peacocks. I had read
of them, but had never seen one. What did they look like? She
said a peacock was something like a butterfly. I have always
remembered that, and when I did finally see a peacock, I was
interested to note the essential accuracy of the description.

Also, one day a new lady taught our class, Miss Evans having gone
up to Marion to spend a Sunday with her brother, who kept a stove
store there, and this new lady borrowed two flower vases from off
the pulpit and a piece of string from Turkey-egg McLaughlin to
explain to us boys how the earth went around the sun. We had too
much manners to tell her that we knew that years and years ago when
we were in Miss Humphreys's room. I don't remember what the earth
going around the sun had to do with the lesson for the day, which
was about Samuel anointing David's head with oil - did I ever tell
you how I anointed my own head with coal oil? - but I do remember
that she broke both the vases and cut her finger, and had to keep