Who was it turned the mouse loose in the dormitory? Who put mucilage on Miss Galgreen’s false teeth? Who flirted with the French dancing teacher? Who put snuff in the school books? The answer was, “Miss Mischief.” The girl remained at the seminary exactly one month. The principal finally expelled her. Farm life is usually very monotonous and the section where “Miss Mischief’s” parents lived was no exception to the rule. But the girl soon made the little rural community as lively as Main Street on Saturday night. Her father always had to hunt for his spectacles, tacks seemed to find their way into his cowhide boots, the dog frequently raced wildly about the yard with a tin can tied to his tail, and the minister passed the doorway with a hostile glare. The boys all liked her and neglected work so frequently that their irate fathers had to threaten them with horsewhips to induce them to work. The girls, robbed of sweethearts, prayed for some awful fate to befall the siren. Two young men, to whom the girl showed the most favor, had decided to fight a duel, but the girl laughed them out of the idea, and persuaded them to settle the affair by a battle between their pet roosters. The affair was shrouded with mystery and even Miss Mischief’s mother did not know about it, But when various masculine and feminine figures came hurling down the grain chute and landed on the ground with resounding thumps, she made inquiries. They excitedly told her that the constable was after them and limped and hobbled away as fast as they could. When it became known that the constable had been no where around and that it was another of “Miss Mischief’s” pranks, the rage of her dupes was great. So the girl was bundled off to another school whose principal had a reputation as a great disciplinarian, and the little community once more enjoyed peace.