"I have been looking at the books," said he, "and I find we haven't got but one of each kind."
"Then we can't have any classes in our school," said Oliver.
"Yes we can," said Jonas. "The first evening, Amos may take the arithmetic and the slate, and cipher, while Isabella writes, and Oliver studies a good long spelling lesson. Then, the second evening, Amos shall study the spelling lesson, and Isabella cipher, and Oliver write."
"But I don't want to cipher," said Isabella. "I don't like arithmetic; I never could understand it."
"You promised to obey my orders," said Jonas.
"Well," said Isabella, "I'll try; but I know I can't do the sums."
"Then, the third evening," said Jonas, "Isabella shall study the spelling lesson, Oliver the arithmetic, and Amos take the writing-book."
"What, ain't you going to have but one writing-book?"
"No," said Jonas; "one is enough; because you won't all write the same evening. So you can write one page, Oliver another, and Amos the third."
"No," said Isabella; "I don't like that. I want every scholar to have his own book."