TO BE CONTINUED.
MORAL SUASION.
Old Gentleman—“Do you mean to say that your teachers never thrash you?â€�
Little Boy—“Never. We have moral suasion at our school.â€�
“What’s that?�
“Oh, we get kep’ in and stood up in corners and locked out and locked in and made to write one word a thousand times, and scowled at and jawed at and that’s all.�
PATIENT WAITERS.
The Greenlanders’ mode of life has accustomed them to take things as they come. If they find no game, they know how to go hungry, and in their relations with each other and with Europeans they manifest the same astounding patience.
I would see them in the morning standing by the hour in the passage of the colonial manager’s house, or waiting in the snow outside his door, to speak to him or his assistant, who happened to be otherwise engaged.