There was nothing very strange in Mr.
Venner's calling; he was one of the Trustees, and this was New Year's
Day. But he had called just at the lucky moment for Mr. Peckham's
object.
"I have thought some of makin' changes in the department of instruction,"
he began. "Several accomplished teachers have applied to me, who would
be glad of sitooations. I understand that there never have been so many
fust-rate teachers, male and female, out of employment as doorin' the
present season. If I can make sahtisfahctory arrangements with my
present corpse of teachers, I shall be glad to do so; otherwise I shell,
with the permission of the Trustees, make sech noo arrangements as
circumstahnces compel."
"You may make arrangements for a new assistant in my department, Mr.
Peckham," said Mr. Bernard, "at once,--this day,--this hour. I am not
safe to be trusted with your person five minutes out of this lady's
presence,--of whom I beg pardon for this strong language. Mr. Venner, I
must beg you, as one of the Trustees of this Institution, to look at the
manner in which its Principal has attempted to swindle this faithful
teacher whose toils and sacrifices and self-devotion to the school have
made it all that it is, in spite of this miserable trader's incompetence.
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