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Updated: May 6, 2025
It was little wonder that nobody once thought of saying to Kyzie: "Well, Grandma Graymouse, you promised to tell us to-night how you like your school." The school was quite forgotten, and so was the injured kitten.
It was a wild scene, the frantic teacher, the terrified children, and Kyzie will never cease to blush every time she recalls it. For there was no earthquake after all! It was only the new "colonel" and his men blasting a rock in the mine! Of course this escapade of the young teacher amused the people of Castle Cliff immensely.
It was a queer thing to do; but then this was a queer school; and besides Kyzie had her own reasons for thinking she ought to be very kind to Joe. "How silly I was to suspect those little boys! I'm afraid I never shall have much judgment. Still, on the whole, I believe I'm doing pretty well," thought she, looking proudly at Henry Small's bright face, and remembering too how Mr.
He was coming to Aunt Vi's room that evening to show his knee-buckles and cocked hat and find out just what he was to do on the stage. Kyzie wanted to see the cocked hat and felt interested in her own white cap which Mrs. McQuilken was making. It was a good thing for Katharine that she had "Jimmy's play" to think of just now. It helped her through that long forenoon.
It was to be noticed that Barbara's "topknots" had disappeared; and I am glad to say that she never wore her lovely hair "pompy-doo" again. Kyzie's face was alight. In passing the door of her mother's room she had heard her father say, laughing: "What, our Katharine? Why, how that would amuse Mr. Templeton!" Kyzie had hurried away for fear of listening; but now she kept thinking: "Papa laughed.
"What in the world is tailings?" asked Kyzie, taking up another handful and looking it over very carefully. Strange if she, a girl in her teens, couldn't tell sand when she saw it! But she politely refrained from making any more remarks, and waited for Nate to answer her question. He was an intelligent boy, between eleven and twelve. "Well, tailings are just powdered rocks," said Nate.
Kyzie shook her finger at both the boys and resolved that "Joe should stop calling names, and Henry should stop being such a cry-baby." Annie Farrell was a dear little girl in a blue and white gingham gown, and the new teacher loved her at once. Dorothy Pratt was little more than a baby, and when spoken to she put her apron to her eyes and wanted to go home.
But don't you come now; I shall be busy an hour and a half. Remember, an hour and a half." Edith thanked her and ran to tell Kyzie what the "knitting-woman" had been saying. "Go get your kodak," said Kyzie. "Nate Pollard is going to take us all out on an exploring expedition. You know he has been in Castle Cliff a whole week, and knows the places."
They both greeted the party as if they had all been old friends. The house, a large white one, stood as if in the act of climbing the hill. In front was a sloping lawn full of brilliant flowers, bordered with house-leek, or "old hen and chickens," a plant running over with pink blossoms. Kyzie had not expected to see a garden like this on the mountain.
'Twill ring again in the evening at nine o'clock. But I can tell 'em they ought to set it back two minutes." "A nine o'clock bell? Why, that's a curfew bell! How romantic!" cried Kyzie. She had read of "the mellow lin-lan-lone of evening bells," but had never heard it. "Let's go to the schoolhouse."
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