REBELLION Accident or design had placed the schoolhouse at the eastern edge of town.

The invisible power which creates the schoolhouse seemingly takes no account of time or place.

It comes, unheralded, unsung, and squats in the place where the invisible power has placed it, and instantly becomes as indispensable as the ungainly youth that occupies it.
All youth is not ungainly.

Ruth Hamlin was considering the negative proposition as she stood on the little platform in front of the blackboard just before noon, calmly scrutinizing the faces of the score of pupils who composed her "class." About half of her pupils, she decided, were worthy of the affection she had bestowed upon them.

The remainder were ungrateful, incorrigible hoodlums.