| Summary: | Newsletter of the North Dakota School for the Deaf. THE NOETH DAKOTA BA-NiTEE. Don't do it eny more or I’ll put you off de train.” The train was started again, Morning came and long before the sun— even before the cock had crowed— Farmer Hayseed was up with a bright smile and looking for his black acquaintance, found him napping at one end of the car. “That you be, George Washington. [That was one of the dozen names of the porter.] “Gud mornin. Where be I, eh?” he asked. “You are nearin Boston,” was the gruff answer accompanied by a smothered oath, for the irritating incident the previous night was still tresh in his mind. Taking his seat, the farmer’s eyes suddenly caught sight of a handsome dashing damsel, who had a moment ago boarded the train. The fire of youth at once rushed in his veins and recollections of his courtship—a la Miles Standish—in "ye olden times,” combined with the long distance which separated him from his wife way up in the “land of the Dacotahs” as sung by Longfellow, leaped into his head, and he thought a little flirting would not do any harm, so calling the news-boy, bought a book and presented it to her. The blushing damsel (she was Miss Halverson) accepted the gift and at once entered into a conversation with him. The enraptured knight of the plow said that he was travelling tor health and recreation, and Boston being a cultured town, the home of literary geniuses “like myself” would be his first stopping place. He wouldthen take in New York and Washington, where he was engaged to deliver a speech in Congress, et ceterum. The lady was delighred, and began to build “castles in the air.” The conductor came by to collect fare from the lady. Mr. Hayseed offered to pay for her, which was, of course accepted. “Are you married?” asked the lady of her newly-made friend. “No, no, Madam,” was the quick response. Thrusting his hand through his hair, he accidentally knocked off his hat, in which was hidden a large roll of greenbacks. It rolled out and was quickly [licked up by a passenger behind, who politely returned the fallen hat minus the money. The excited farmer put it on and his attempt to pop the question v as suddenly cut short by the shrill voice of the porter, “Boston! Boston!” The train came to a stand-still very suddenly, and threw the farmer, who was standing, forward to the other end, so a golden apportunity was forever lost for the young lady waited not, but stalked hastily out of sight. Mr.Hayseed dejected, found his way into a hotel. A room was engaged. There he missed his roll of greenbacks. As he could not settle with the landlord, a policeman was telephoned for for and the unfortunate “traveller” was dragged to jail [he was placed behind a pig-cage with the bottom against the wall.] His wife was telegraphed for. She came. The scene was heart-rending, (?) both weeping. After a tongue-lashing lecture, the old man was released and taken home. In the School-Booms. Mr. M. M. Tayi.ok, Teacher. I look upon letter-days as great occasions for on those days I have an opportunity for determining whether or not my pupils have made any improvement during the past month. No teacher can be sure his pupils are making strides forward when they present a clean lesson every day. Lessons are like tools. Every boy or girl can use some of them, (tools) but how many can make them? On letter-days they, being left to themselves, are compelled to make out a composition the best they can and unless they make a better one and with more ideas, they have not improved at all. The watchful parent can tell as well as the teacher. The members of the Advanced Class were examined last week. Some did not show up as well as expected, owing perhaps to too many questions, for at the beginning the pupils were enthusiastic and ready to do their best, but toward the close their fervor declined and their answers became ragged,—in several instances extremely absurd. But this being their first examination, the teacher is inclined to over look it this time, but he will expect better results at the end of the term. Annie Gorseth stands first with Leister Williams second. Their averages are St 2-5 and 71 3-5 respectively, marked as follows: U. S. History, 77, 83; Geography, 35, 69; Nature, 93, So; Arithmetic, 65, 35; Scripture, 100 90. The averages of two other members are over 50. To parents this may seem discouraging, but the teacher looks upon it in a different light. The Superintendent chanced to come into the school room while the examination was in progress and laughingly declared that the pupils could not answer any of them. The results show that most of them succeeded in answering more than half the questions correctly. This is not discouraging at all. MissC. M. Halvorsen, Teacher. The following is a contest story of the class. It being the best one, I allow it to be published. Alaska. Alaska is a country in the northwestern part of North America. It is bounded on the north by Arctic Ocean, on the east by Dominion of Canada and on the south and west by the Pacific Ocean. The climate of Alaska is mild near the Pacific Ocean but cold near the Arctic. It is much colder than ours. Coarse grass, trees, and berries grow plentifully there but grains and vegetables do not. Esquimaux, Indians and some white people inhabit Alaska. They earn a living by hunting, trapping, fishing and selling the furs and fish. All their furs are not very valuable, but some are. The elk, deer, fox, wolf, bear, otter, beaver and seal are some of the animals found in Alaska, and the salman and cod are some of the fishes found there, also. The Russians owned Alaska long ago, but now it belongs to the United States. We bought it from them for £7,200,000, in 1867, because they thought it valuable for its forests, fur-bearing animals and fish. George Kreidt. A Lost Voice Recovered, A remarkable restoration of the power of speech is reported by the Indianapolis “News.” It states that four years ago a lady suffered severely from an attack of the grippe. She recoveted, but the disease, affected her voice. She could not utter a word articulately. Since that time, although enjoying her customary health, she could communicate with her family only by writing. She formerly sang in the choir of the Baptist Church and. as she was passionately fond of music, the deprivation was keenly felt by her. She continued to attend church, and was there as usual one Sunday morning recently. The hymn, “He leadeth me,” announced at the close of the service, was a special favorite with her. She rose with the congregation, and her lips mechanically followed the words. Suddenly she felt a strange sensation in her throat, and, to her amazement, she heard distinctly from her own lips the concluding words of the reirain, “By his own hand he leadeth me.” She sank to her seat completely overcome. “1 am not ill,” she said to a friend who was with her, “but I have found my voice.” She is now able to speak audibly and distinctly. It was a singular recovery, which the physicians are at a loss to explain.—The Christian Herald. —The largest oil painting in the world is by Tintoretto, entitled “Paradise.” It is 33y2 feet in height and 84 in width. —When the irrigation works now under way in Arizona are completed 1,000,000 acres of arid land will be made fertile.
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