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 the same that had been illuminated upon similar occasions by their mothers before them; their grandmothers; and doubtless all their ancestors in the female line clear back to the Crusades。 〃Friendship〃 was one; 〃Memories of Other Days〃; 〃Religion in History〃; 〃Dream Land〃; 〃The Advantages of Culture〃; 〃Forms of Political Government Compared and Contrasted〃; 〃Melancholy〃; 〃Filial Love〃; 〃Heart Longings;〃 etc。; etc。
A prevalent feature in these compositions was a nursed and petted melancholy; another was a wasteful and opulent gush of 〃fine language〃; another was a tendency to lug in by the ears particularly prized words and phrases until they were worn entirely out; and a peculiarity that conspicuously marked and marred them was the inveterate and intolerable sermon that wagged its crippled tail at the end of each and every one of them。 No matter what the subject might be; a brain…racking effort was made to squirm it into some aspect or other that the moral and religious mind could contemplate with edification。 The glaring insincerity of these sermons was not sufficient to compass the banishment of the fashion from the schools; and it is not sufficient to…day; it never will be sufficient while the world stands; perhaps。 There is no school in all our land where the young ladies do not feel obliged to close their compositions with a sermon; and you will find that the sermon of the most frivolous and the least religious girl in the school is always the longest and the most relentlessly pious。 But enough of this。 Homely truth is unpalatable。
Let us return to the 〃Examination。〃 The first composition that was read was one entitled 〃Is this; then; Life?〃 Perhaps the reader can endure an extract from it:
〃In the common walks of life; with what delightful emotions does the youthful mind look forward to some anticipated scene of festivity! Imagination is busy sketching rose…tinted pictures of joy。 In fancy; the voluptuous votary of fashion sees herself amid the festive throng; 'the observed of all observers。' Her graceful form; arrayed in snowy robes; is whirling through the mazes of the joyous dance; her eye is brightest; her step is lightest in the gay assembly。
〃In such delicious fancies time quickly glides by; and the welcome hour arrives for her entrance into the Elysian world; of which she has had such bright dreams。 How fairy…like does everything appear to her enchanted vision! Each new scene is more charming than the last。 But after a while she finds that beneath this goodly exterior; all is vanity; the flattery which once charmed her soul; now grates harshly upon her ear; the ball…room has lost its charms; and with wasted health and imbittered heart; she turns away with the conviction that earthly pleasures cannot satisfy the longings of the soul!〃
And so forth and so on。 There was a buzz of gratification from time to time during the reading; accompanied by whispered ejaculations of 〃How sweet!〃 〃How eloquent!〃 〃So true!〃 etc。; and after the thing had closed with a peculiarly afflicting sermon the applause was enthusiastic。
Then arose a slim; melancholy girl; whose face had the 〃interesting〃 paleness that comes of pills and indigestion; and read a 〃poem。〃 Two stanzas of it will do:
〃A MISSOURI MAIDEN'S FAREWELL TO ALABAMA
〃Alabama; good…bye! I love thee well! 
But yet for a while do I leave thee now! 
Sad; yes; sad thoughts of thee my heart doth swell; 
And burning recollections throng my brow! 
For I have wandered through thy flowery woods; 
Have roamed and read near Tallapoosa's stream; 
Have listened to Tallassee's warring floods; 
And wooed on Coosa's side Aurora's beam。
〃Yet shame I not to bear an o'er…full heart; 
Nor blush to turn behind my tearful eyes; 
'Tis from no stranger land I now must part; 
'Tis to no strangers left I yield these sighs。 
Welcome and home were mine within this State; 
Whose vales I leave  whose spires fade fast from me 
And cold must be mine eyes; and heart; and tête; 
When; dear Alabama! they turn cold on thee!〃
There were very few there who knew what 〃tête〃 meant; but the poem was very satisfactory; nevertheless。
Next appeared a dark…complexioned; black…eyed; black…haired young lady; who paused an impressive moment; assumed a tragic expression; and began to read in a measured; solemn tone:
〃A VISION
〃Dark and tempestuous was night。 Around the throne on high not a single star quivered; but the deep intonations of the heavy thunder constantly vibrated upon the ear; whilst the terrific lightning revelled in angry mood through the cloudy chambers of heaven; seeming to scorn the power exerted over its terror by the illustrious Franklin! Even the boisterous winds unanimously came forth from their mystic homes; and blustered about as if to enhance by their aid the wildness of the scene。
〃At such a time;so dark;so dreary; for human sympathy my very spirit sighed; but instead thereof;
〃'My dearest friend; my counsellor; my comforter and guide 
My joy in grief; my second bliss in joy;' came to my side。 
She moved like one of those bright beings pictured in the sunny walks of fancy's Eden by the romantic and young; a queen of beauty unadorned save by her own transcendent loveliness。 So soft was her step; it failed to make even a sound; and but for the magical thrill imparted by her genial touch; as other unobtrusive beauties; she would have glided away un…perceived  unsought。 A strange sadness rested upon her features; like icy tears upon the robe of December; as she pointed to the contending elements without; and bade me contemplate the two beings presented。〃
This nightmare occupied some ten pages of manuscript and wound up with a sermon so destructive of all hope to non…Presbyterians that it took the first prize。 This composition was considered to be the very finest effort of the evening。 The mayor of the village; in delivering the prize to the author of it; made a warm speech in which he said that it was by far the most 〃eloquent〃 thing he had ever listened to; and that Daniel Webster himself might well be proud of it。
It may be remarked; in passing; that the number of compositions in which the word 〃beauteous〃 was over…fondled; and human experience referred to as 〃life's page;〃 was up to the usual average。
Now the master; mellow almost to the verge of geniality; put his chair aside; turned his back to the audience; and began to draw a map of America on the blackboard; to exercise the geography class upon。 But he made a sad business of it with his unsteady hand; and a smothered titter rippled over the house。 He knew what the matter was; and set himself to right it。 He sponged out lines and remade them; but he only distorted them more than ever; and the tittering was more pronounced。 He threw his entire attention upon his work; now; as if determined not to be put down by the mirth。 He felt that all eyes were fastened upon him; he imagined he was succeeding; and yet the tittering continued; it even manifestly increased。 And well it might。 There was a garret above; pierced with a scuttle over his head; and down through this scuttle came a cat; suspended around the haunches by a string; she had a rag tied about her head and jaws to keep her from mewing; as she slowly descended she curved upward and clawed at the string; she swung downward and clawed at the intangible air。 The tittering rose higher and higher  the cat was within six inches of the absorbed teacher's head  down; down; a little lower; and she grabbed his wig with her desperate claws; clung to it; and was snatched up into the garret in an instant with her trophy still in her possession! And how the light did blaze abroad from the master's bald pate  for the sign…painter's boy had gilded it!
That broke up the meeting。 The boys were avenged。 Vacation had come。
'NOTE: The pretended 〃compositions〃 quoted in this chapter are taken without alteration from a volume entitled 〃Prose and Poetry; by a Western Lady〃  but they are exactly and precisely after the schoolgirl pattern; and hence are much happier than any mere imitations could be。' 
CHAPTER XXII
TOM joined the new order of Cadets of Temperance; being attracted by the showy character of their 〃regalia。〃 He promised to abstain from smoking; chewing; and profanity as
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