TECHNIQUE
Reading edition
They were both musical, and of course became engaged. One evening the young man was late in paying his visit. The young lady was anxious and getting nervous. The whole family sympathized with the poor girl as she waited for the bell to ring. Suddenly the bell rang, and the calm blue sky of peace reappeared in the young girl’s eyes as she exclaimed rapturously even if ungrammatically, “That’s him! How exquisite his technique is on the bell-pull, and oh! the breadth and compass of his ring!”
Three street boys were brought by the city missionary into a downtown Sunday-school, and placed in Mr. B——’s class. “What is your first name?” he asked of one. “Lem,” was the reply. “Ah, Lemuel,” corrected the teacher. “And yours, my boy?” he asked of the next. “Sam,” yelled the urchin. “Ah, Samuel,” rejoined Mr. B——. “And what may I call you?” he kindly asked of the third. “My name is—Jimuel,” said he.