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The Garies and Their Friends

CHAPTER XV
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She observing this, rang the bell, the usual signal for intermission.
Mrs.Stevens, satisfied with the triumph she had effected, took leave of Miss Jordan, after commending her for the sensible conclusion at which she had arrived, and promising to procure her two more pupils in the room of those she was about to dismiss.
Miss Jordan was a long time writing the note that she intended sending to Mr.Garie; and one of the elder girls returned to the school-room, wondering at the unusually long time that had been given for recreation.
"Tell Clarence and his sister to come here," said she to the girl who had just entered; and whilst they were on their way upstairs, she folded the note, and was directing it when Clarence entered.
"Clarence," said she, in a soft voice, "put on your hat; I have a note of some importance for you to take to your father--your father remember--don't give it to any one else." Taking out her watch, she continued, "It is now so late that you would scarcely get back before the time for dismissal, so you had better take little Emily home with you." "I hope, ma'am, I haven't done anything wrong ?" asked Clarence.
"Oh, no!" quickly replied she; "you're a dear, good boy, and have never given me a moment's pain since you came to the school." And she hurried out into the hall to avoid farther questioning.
She could not restrain the tears as she dressed little Em, whose eyes were large with astonishment at being sent home from school at so early an hour.
"Teacher, is school out ?" asked she.
"No, dear, not quite; I wanted to send a note to your pa, and so I have let Clary go home sooner than usual," replied Miss Jordan, kissing her repeatedly, whilst the tears were trickling down her cheek.
"Don't cry, teacher, I love you," said the little blue-eyed angel, whose lip began to quiver in sympathy; "don't cry, I'll come back again to-morrow." This was too much for the poor teacher, who clasped the child in her arms, and gave way to a burst of uncontrollable sorrow.

At last, conquering herself with an effort, she led the children down stairs, kissed them both again, and then opening the door she turned them forth into the street--turned away from her school these two little children, such as God received into his arms and blessed, because they were the children of a "_nigger woman_.".


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