SCHOOLTIME ANYTIME.
When you have a hard lesson what do you do with it? Fret and complain over it? Look for someone to help you with it? Or do you brace up and tackle it bravely, bringing all your best effort to it.
Snow did not cover the school yard at Hamlet so often as not to cause a great deal of excitement among the boys and girls, especially a deep snow—deep enough for making snowballs and forts and snowmen.
So the day after the big snow that fell there one night, Mr. Newman, who had charge of the third grade boys of the Hamlet School, found it a hard day to keep order in his room; and a good many of the boys got low marks for the first time that term.
How they did hate to leave the white school yard when the bell would put an end to the short recesses!
"I think it's a pity we have to be shut up in the schoolhouse all the time and not get any good of it—when it doesn't snow here like this more than once till you're grownup," Mr. Newman heard one little fellow complain.
Their teacher had liked to play in the snow as well as any of them when he was a boy, and he wished that he had not been obliged to ring the school bell and spoil their fun so soon.
When it was time to dismiss school that day, Mr. Newman looked very solemn and said: "I think everyone of you boys deserves to be kept an hour more."
The thirty young faces that looked up into his grew very solemn, too.
Then their teacher smiled and said: "But instead of keeping you in, this time, I will keep you out. I give every boy in the room permission to stay one hour after school and play in the snow."
Thirty happy small boys went bounding out into the white school yard.
While they were building a snow fort and storming it with cannon-balls of snow, their teacher wrote their "excuses"—one to be carried by each boy when he went home from school an hour late.
When the joyous hour was over, Mr. Newman rang the bell and the boys came up to the schoolhouse and were given their excuses. They thought it very funny to be kept "out" an hour after school, instead of being kept "in," and to carry an excuse home instead of to school.
"We will have poor lessons every day, if you will punish us this way, Mr. Newman," said one of the biggest boys.
"This kind of punishment is given only when a six-inch snow covers the school yard at Hamlet," said the teacher.
The boys all went happily home with cold noses and fingers and toes, but warm hearts for their teacher, whom they were beginning to think was the greatest man they knew.
"I tell you I'm going to be up on that geography and grammar to-morrow," said Fred Walton.
"And I'm going to know how to do those examples to-morrow," said Leonard King.
And the next day the boys all had extra good lessons, if the school yard was covered with trampled snow and the battered snow fort still under the trees.