"Now, Ellen Smith, what is two and two?"
"Four."
"Very good. Now we'll have an object lesson. What animal do we get milk from, Janet?"
"The cow."
"Very good. Now we'll have some geography. Where is the town of—?"
"Give us spellin' instead," cried Gladys.
"Come out, girl!" and Gladys was punished severely. Then Jean was punished for laughing.
"It's my chance o' bein' teacher noo," cried Ellen and Janet at the same time, and a treble scuffle for the strap followed. Janet got it.
"Now," she began, "I'll be Mister Macdonald. Put yer hands behind yer backs, and the first one that moves will hear about it!" They sat up like statues.
"Now, Jean Broon, you stand up and recite the Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard!" And Jean stood up and recited the first verse dramatically.