FIRST LESSONS IN SCHOOL-KEEPING, 151

“It is I, Burnham,” answered Carl; “and I am
here teaching a little school.”

“School! school!” shouted Burnham, in a high
state of amusement ; and then turning to his companion,
“ Here, Murdock, get out quick, and see the Dutchman
and his school. Who'd a-thought it! Come now, and
‘ let one of the brats hold the horse, while Murdock and
I examine.” °

The two young dandies, who had been a drive out
of town, and had taken wine at the ferryhouse, now
proceeded, in a way which Carl found to be highly
insulting, to make him the object of their stupid jests.
Carl was resolved, at any cost, to avoid sacrificing his
proper authority in his own school. He ordered the
little boy who stood at the horse’s head to come in-
stantly into the house. The horse would have escaped
if Murdock had not taken his place, and the animal
was so restive that the young fellow found himself
sufficiently occupied in keeping him quiet. Burnham
meanwhile pretended to examine the boys, addressing
their teacher by the name of Dutchman and other
contemptuous terms. At length, casting his eye on
Ludwig, he cried out, “ Well, grand-daddy, and are
you teacher or scholar ?”

Ludwig replied, in broken English, but with great
warmth, “I am the man what will put you there out
into the street ;” and seizing the overgrown but lubberly
fellow by the nape of theneck, he gently but effectually