But none could equal the old man who had never spent a day of his life in school. This old man had borrowed 50 cents to take himself and friend to supper. He ate all that was given him, then called for potatoes. His plate was filled again and again with potatoes--and still he called for potatoes. During the afternoon two young braves are riding around on their ponies. They halt before the windows. At last they gather up enough courage to ask if they can have supper and pay for it in the future. They have no money now, but are going to work and get some money, then they will pay. "No. We do not sell on credit." Soon after dark, the school-room began to fill up with women and their babies. A man comes with his little girl and mother-in-law, and borrows 50 cents to pay for the supper. He would also have brought his wife, but she could not leave home. Some eat their supper and leave. Others are sitting in the school-room looking at pictures and talking a very little, but it is rather stiff. The door opens and in walk the Doctor and Agency Clerk. No more stiffness after this. Those would be hard hearts indeed that would not thaw in the presence of these genial countenances. Other white people come. The Captain with his family take supper. He also brings in some of the outsiders who are looking in at the windows, and pays for their suppers. The Issue Clerk is quick to see the day-school children, who are peeping in at the window, and calls them in to give them their suppers. The ladies from the Government Boarding School come, bringing some of the larger children with them. These boys and girls, however, have earned money and pay for their own supper. A lady from the store building passes around some tiny round blocks. "What is it, candy?" "No. Put it in your mouth," "Gum! Do you chew gum?" "No, but a gentleman who was visiting us a short time since left us a supply as his parting gift." When the fire is stirred with a long stick, one gentleman remarks that he admires that poker very much. A few days afterwards a handsome new iron poker comes to the school-room. The whole school give a vote of thanks to the donor of the poker. During the evening there is music and reading of selections. Talking can be taken part in by all, and laughing is done in a common language. Whether the name of it is English or Vernacular, we do not know. The evening passes all too quickly, and one by one they depart to their homes. The money is counted, $21.50 cleared. The women feel that their supper has been a success. The last one but the school-teacher has left. There is something sublimely grand in being alone at midnight in a house that was only a short time before full of life and mirth. One has a desire to sit and look on the moonlight and dream. But it is more practical to straighten up the school-room and go home. FROM THE WORD CARRIER. * * * * * THE CHINESE. *ITEMS.*