restful；　stoodious　time；　when　a　man　kin；　so　to　speak；　run　back　on
  his　eddication　and　think　of　all　he　ever　knowed。　　Ye're　jist　like
  me；　and　ye　see　I　sorter　spotted　your　ways　to　onct。〃
  〃Then　why　did　you　come　here　this　morning　and　disturb　the　school？〃
  demanded　the　master　sharply。
  〃That's　so；　I　sorter　slipped　up　thar；　didn't　I？〃　said　Uncle　Ben
  with　a　smile　of　rueful　assent。　　〃You　see　I　didn't　allow　to　COME　IN
  then；　but　on'y　to　hang　round　a　leetle　and　kinder　get　used　to　it；
  and　it　to　me。〃
  〃Used　to　what？〃　said　the　master　impatiently；　albeit　with　a　slight
  softening　at　his　intruder's　penitent　expression。
  Uncle　Ben　did　not　reply　immediately；　but　looked　around　as　if　for　a
  seat；　tried　one　or　two　benches　and　a　desk　with　his　large　hand　as　if
  testing　their　security；　and　finally　abandoning　the　idea　as
  dangerous；　seated　himself　on　the　raised　platform　beside　the
  master's　chair；　having　previously　dusted　it　with　the　flap　of　his
  hat。　　Finding；　however；　that　the　attitude　was　not　conducive　to
  explanation；　he　presently　rose　again；　and　picking　up　one　of　the
  school…books　from　the　master's　desk　eyed　it　unskilfully　upside
  down；　and　then　said　hesitatingly；
  〃I　reckon　ye　ain't　usin'　Dobell's　'Rithmetic　here？〃
  〃No；〃　said　the　master。
  〃That's　bad。　　'Pears　to　be　played　outthat　Dobell　feller。　　I　was
  brought　up　on　Dobell。　　And　Parsings'　Grammar？　　Ye　don't　seem　to　be
  a　using　Parsings'　Grammar　either？〃
  〃No；〃　said　the　master；　relenting　still　more　as　he　glanced　at　Uncle
  Ben's　perplexed　face　with　a　faint　smile。
  〃And　I　reckon　you'd　be　saying　the　same　of　Jones'　'Stronomy　and
  Algebry？　　Things　hev　changed。　　You've　got　all　the　new　style　here；〃
  he　continued；　with　affected　carelessness；　but　studiously　avoiding
  the　master's　eye。　　〃For　a　man　ez　wos　brought　up　on　Parsings；
  Dobell；　and　Jones；　thar　don't　appear　to　be　much　show　nowadays。〃
  The　master　did　not　reply。　　Observing　several　shades　of　color　chase
  each　other　on　Uncle　Ben's　face；　he　bent　his　own　gravely　over　his
  books。　　The　act　appeared　to　relieve　his　companion；　who　with　his
  eyes　still　turned　towards　the　window　went　on：
  〃Ef　you'd　had　them　bookswhich　you　haven'tI　had　it　in　my　mind　to
  ask　you　suthen'。　　I　had　an　idea　ofofsort　of　reviewing　my
  eddication。　　Kinder　going　over　the　old　books　aginjist　to　pass　the
  time。　　Sorter　running　in　yer　arter　school　hours　and　doin'　a　little
  practisin'；　eh？　　You　looking　on　me　as　an　extry　scholarand　I
  payin'　ye　as　sichbut　keepin'　it　'twixt　ourselves；　you　knowjust
  for　a　pastime；　eh？〃
  As　the　master　smilingly　raised　his　head；　he　became　suddenly　and
  ostentatiously　attracted　to　the　window。
  〃Them　jay　birds　out　there　is　mighty　peart；　coming　right　up　to　the
  school…house！　　I　reckon　they　think　it　sort　o'　restful　too。〃
  〃But　if　you　really　mean　it；　couldn't　you　use　these　books；　Uncle
  Ben？〃　said　the　master　cheerfully。　　〃I　dare　say　there's　little
  differencethe　principle　is　the　same；　you　know。〃
  Uncle　Ben's　face；　which　had　suddenly　brightened；　as　suddenly　fell。
  He　took　the　book　from　the　master's　hand　without　meeting　his　eyes；
  held　it　at　arm's　length；　turned　it　over　and　then　laid　it　softly
  down　upon　the　desk　as　if　it　were　some　excessively　fragile　article。
  〃Certingly；〃　he　murmured；　with　assumed　reflective　ease。　　〃Certingly。
  The　principle's　all　there。〃　　Nevertheless　he　was　quite　breathless
  and　a　few　beads　of　perspiration　stood　out　upon　his　smooth；　blank
  forehead。
  〃And　as　to　writing；　for　instance；〃　continued　the　master　with
  increasing　heartiness　as　he　took　notice　of　these　phenomena；　〃you
  know　ANY　copy…book　will　do。〃
  He　handed　his　pen　carelessly　to　Uncle　Ben。　　The　large　hand　that
  took　it　timidly　not　only　trembled　but　grasped　it　with　such　fatal
  and　hopeless　unfamiliarity　that　the　master　was　fain　to　walk　to　the
  window　and　observe　the　birds　also。
  〃They're　mighty　boldthem　jays；〃　said　Uncle　Ben；　laying　down　the
  pen　with　scrupulous　exactitude　beside　the　book　and　gazing　at　his
  fingers　as　if　he　had　achieved　a　miracle　of　delicate　manipulation。
  〃They　don't　seem　to　be　afeared　of　nothing；　do　they？〃
  There　was　another　pause。　　The　master　suddenly　turned　from　the
  window。　　〃I　tell　you　what；　Uncle　Ben；〃　he　said　with　prompt　decision
  and　unshaken　gravity；　〃the　only　thing　for　you　to　do　is　to　just
  throw　over　Dobell　and　Parsons　and　Jones　and　the　old　quill　pen　that
  I　see　you're　accustomed　to；　and　start　in　fresh　as　if　you'd　never
  known　them。　　Forget　'em　all；　you　know。　　It　will　be　mighty　hard　of
  course　to　do　that；〃　he　continued；　looking　out　of　the　window；　〃but
  you　must　do　it。〃
  He　turned　back；　the　brightness　that　transfigured　Uncle　Ben's　face
  at　that　moment　brought　a　slight　moisture　into　his　own　eyes。　　The
  humble　seeker　of　knowledge　said　hurriedly　that　he　would　try。
  〃And　begin　again　at　the　beginning；〃　continued　the　master　cheerfully。
  〃Exactly　like　one　of　thosein　fact；　as　if　you　REALLY　were　a　child
  again。〃
  〃That's　so；〃　said　Uncle　Ben；　rubbing　his　hands　delightedly；　〃that's
  me！　　Why；　that's　jest　what　I　was　sayin'　to　Roop〃
  〃Then　you've　already　been　talking　about　it？〃　intercepted　the　master
  in　some　surprise。　　〃I　thought　you　wanted　it　kept　secret？〃
  〃Well；　yes；〃　responded　Uncle　Ben　dubiously。　　〃But　you　see　I　sorter
  agreed　with　Roop　Filgee　that　if　you　took　to　my　ideas　and　didn't
  object；　I'd　give　him　two　bits*　every　time　he'd　kem　here　and　help　me
  of　an　arternoon　when　you　was　away　and　kinder　stand　guard　around　the
  school…house；　you　know；　so　as　to　keep　the　fellows　off。　　And　Roop's
  mighty　sharp　for　a　boy；　ye　know。〃
  *　Two　bits；　i。　e。；　twenty…five　cents。
  The　master　reflected　a　moment　and　concluded　that　Uncle　Ben　was
  probably　right。　　Rupert　Filgee；　who　was　a　handsome　boy　of　fourteen；
  was　also　a　strongly　original　character　whose　youthful　cynicism　and
  blunt；　honest　temper　had　always　attracted　him。　　He　was　a　fair
  scholar；　with　a　possibility　of　being　a　better　one；　and　the　proposed
  arrangement　with　Uncle　Ben　would　not　interfere　with　the　discipline
  of　school　hours　and　might　help　them　both。　　Nevertheless　he　asked
  good…humoredly；　〃But　couldn't　you　do　this　more　securely　and　easily
  in　your　own　house？　　I　might　lend　you　the　books；　you　know；　and　come
  to　you　twice　a　week。〃
  Uncle　Ben's　radiant　face　suddenly　clouded。　　〃It　wouldn't　be　exactly
  the　same　kind　o'　game　to　me　an'　Roop；〃　he　said　hesitatingly。　　〃You
  see　thar's　the　idea　o'　the　school…house；　ye　know；　and　the
  restfulness　and　the　quiet；　and　the　gen'ral　air　o'　study。　　And　the
  boys　around　town　ez　wouldn't　think　nothin'　o'　trapsen'　into　my
  cabin　if　they　spotted　what　I　was　up　to　thar；　would　never　dream　o'
  hunting　me　here。〃
  〃Very　well；〃　said　the　master；　〃let　it　be　here　then。〃　　Observing
  that　his　companion　seemed　to　be　struggling　with　an　inarticulate
  gratitude　and　an　apparently　inextricable　buckskin　purse　in　his
  pocket；　he　added　quietly；　〃I'll　set　you　a　few　copies　to　commence
  with；〃　and　began　to　lay　out　a　few　unfinished　examples　of　Master
  Johnny　Filgee's　scholastic　achievements。
  〃After　thanking　YOU；　Mr。　Ford；〃　said　Uncle　Ben；　faintly；　〃ef　you'll
  jest　kinder　signify；　you　know；　what　you　consider　a　fair〃
  Mr。　Ford　turned　quickly　and　dexterously　offered　his　hand　to　his
  companion　in　such　a　manner　that　he　was　obliged　to　withdraw　his　own
  from　his　pocket　to　grasp　it　in　return。　　〃You're　very　welcome；〃　said
  the　master；　〃and　as　I　can　only　permit　this　sort　of　thing
  gratuitously；　you'd　better　NOT　let　me　know　that　you　propose　giving
  anything　even　to　Rupert。〃　　He　shook　Uncle　Ben's　perplexed　hand
  again；　briefly　explained　what　he　had　to　do；　and　saying　that　he
  would　now　leave　him　alone　a　few　minutes；　he　took　his　hat　and　walked
  towards　the　door。
  〃Then　you　reckon；〃　said　Uncle　Ben　slowly；　regarding　the　work　before
  him；　〃that　I'd　better　jest　chuck　them　Dobell　fellers　overboard？〃
  〃I　certainly　should；〃　responded　the　master　with　infinite　gravity。
  〃And　sorter　waltz　in　fresh；　like　one　them　children？〃
  〃Like　a　child；〃　nodded　the　master　as　he　left　the　porch。
  A　few　moments　later；　as　he　was　finishing　his　cigar　in　the　clearing；
  he　paused　to　glance　in　at　the　school…room　window。　　Uncle　Ben；
  stripped　of　his　coat　and　waistcoat；　with　his　shirt…sleeves　rolled
  up　on　his　powerful　arms；　had　evidently　cast　Dobell　and　all
  misleading　extraneous　aid　aside；　and　with　the　perspiration　standing
  out　on　his　foolish　forehead；　and　his　perplexed　face　close　to　the
  master's　desk；　was　painfully　groping　along　towards　the　light　in　the
  tottering　and　devious　tracks　of　Master　Johnny　Filgee；　like　a　very
  child　indeed！
  CHAPTER　II。
  As　the　children　were　slowly　straggling　to　their　places　the　next
  morning；　the　master　waited　for　an　opportunity　to　speak　to　Rupert。
  That　beautiful　but　scarcely　amiable　youth　was；　as　usual；　surrounded
  and　impeded　by　a　group　of　his　small　female　admirers；　for　whom；　it
  is　but　just　to　add；　he　had　a　supreme　contempt。　　Possibly　it　was
  this　healthy　quality　that　inclined　the　master　towards