He went back to
the schoolhouse to fulfil his duty, and threw open the door with such a
slam that the master rushed out of his room very quickly, and asked,--
"What do you want, Otto?"
"Only to look in again, to see if every thing is as it should be,"
stammered the boy.
"This is excellent," said the teacher; "but it is not necessary for you
to slam the door in that way."
Otto went away in good spirits. On Friday he made up his mind not to do
his work of cleaning until he was satisfied about the mystery; and
then,--then there would only be Saturday morning left of his week.
"Otto," called out the teacher on Friday, as the clock struck four,
"take this paper over to the pastor as quickly as you can. He will give
you some papers to bring back. It will only take you a moment or two,
and you will be here in time to brush out the room."
The boy did not like to go very well, but there was no help for it; and,
of course, he could be back in a twinkling. He reached the parsonage in
half a dozen bounds. The pastor was busy, just then, with a visitor. His
wife called Otto to her in the garden. She wanted to know how his mamma
found herself; if his father were well, and Pussy, too; how Uncle Max
was employed; and if they had good news from their relations in Germany.
Then the pastor made his appearance, and Otto had to explain why it was
his business to bring the papers, and what the teacher was doing at
present.
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