“It used to be in the time o' Shakespeare,” said the poet. “Life was a pretty play those days, but since then we've got down to business. Now
“All the world's a school,
And all the men and women merely scholars.
It has its teachers, grades, and many classes;
Its trustees, honors, torts, and punishments.
Its books are three: Nature, history,
And revelation teaching holy truth:
That men are brothers and must learn to
love.”
“And you are one of its teachers,” said Uncle Eb.