He was quite a lad when a lady came to the district, where his father lived, to teach school.

He was sent, and as the teacher was classifying the school, he was called upon in turn and interrogated as to his studies.

Of course he had to say he had never been to school, and knew none of his letters.

The schoolmistress gave him a seat on one side until she had finished the preliminary examination of the rest of the scholars.

She then called him to her and drew on the blackboard the letter A, and told him what it was, and asked him to remember how it looked.