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"He's running against the Trustee that's not here to-day." No wonder Kitty McKoeghany was head. The extent of Kitty's knowledge was boundless. The third confidence was freighted with strange import. It came straight from Kitty to Hattie, who told it to Emmy Lou. "When he's Trustee, he means the School Board shall take his pork house for the new school."
Michael McKoeghany's little girl that she was being pointed out as well as because she was head, for Mr. Michael McKoeghany was the political boss of a district known as Limerick, and by the vote of Limerick a man running for office could stand or fall. Now there were many things unknown to Emmy Lou, about which Kitty, being the little girl of Mr. Michael McKoeghany, could have enlightened her.
Fashioned by his fat, white hand, these words sprawled themselves upon the blackboard: The best speller in this room is to recieve this medal. There was silence. Then the Second Reader class moved. It breathed a long breath. A whisper went around the room while Dear Teacher and the gentleman were conferring. Rumour said Kitty McKoeghany started it.
However, if one bobbed down to-day there was the chance of bobbing up to-morrow that is, with all but Emmy Lou and a little girl answering to the call of "Kitty McKoeghany." Step by step Kitty went up, and having reached the top, Kitty stayed there.
Even Emmy Lou knew the pork house which had built itself unpleasantly near the neighbourhood. Just then the Second Reader class was summoned to the bench. As the line took its place a hush fell. Emmy Lou, at its foot, looked up its length and wondered how it would seem to be Kitty McKoeghany at the head. The three gentlemen were looking at Kitty, too. Kitty tossed her head.
"Hammel," said Uncle Charlie, "McKoeghany," and Uncle Charlie smote his thigh. The Real Teacher was sick. The Third Reader was to begin its duties with a Substitute. The Principal announced it to the class, looking at them coldly and stating the matter curtly. It was as though he considered the Third Reader Class to blame. Somehow Emmy Lou felt apologetic about it and guilty.
There was a condition attached to the gaining of the medal. Upon receiving it one had to go foot. But that mattered little to Kitty McKoeghany. Kitty climbed right up again. And Emmy Lou peeped surreptitiously at the blue ribbon in her Second Reader. And at home she placed her dolls in line and spelt the back lessons faithfully, with comfort in her knowledge of them.
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