“Yes, but I wish to find out whether you know.”
“It is C; anybody knows that.”
“And this one?”
“A.”
“That is right; now this one?”
“T; I hope you will remember, Mr. Brush, because I don’t like to tell you so often.”
The teacher continued to drill her, skipping about and pointing at the letters so rapidly in turn that he 73 was kept bowing and straightening up like a jumping-jack. Then, allowing her to rest, he pronounced the letters in their regular order, giving them the sounds proper to the word itself. Nellie, who was watching closely and listening, suddenly exclaimed with glowing face:
“Why, that’s ‘cat’!”
“Of course; now can you say the letters without looking at them?”
After one or two trials she did it successfully.