I am in the Sixth Reader but just because I cannot say the seven

multiplication Table Miss Dearborn threttens to put me in the baby primer class with Elijah and Elisha Simpson little twins.

I had been to school most all the time and could spell and read and write just a little, and could say the

multiplication table up to six times seven is thirty-five, and I don't reckon I could ever get any further than that if I was to live forever.

However, the

Multiplication Table doesn't signify: let's try Geography.

With a rule and a pair of scales, and the

multiplication table always in his pocket, sir, ready to weigh and measure any parcel of human nature, and tell you exactly what it comes to.

Not in navigation, of course, nor in affairs such as the

multiplication table, where the brass tacks of reality stud the way of one's ship among the rocks and shoals of the sea; but right, truth beyond truth to truth higher than truth, namely, intuitional truth.

He was quite frightened, and he tried to repeat the Lord's Prayer; but all he could do, he was only able to remember the

multiplication table.

I had to summon a good deal of courage to take a student who had been studying cube root and "banking and discount," and explain to him that the wisest thing for him to do first was thoroughly master the

multiplication table.

Phebe ran away singing the

multiplication table as she set the tea ditto.

How the impertinences, ignorances, and insults went through the

multiplication table.

I've heard him say he studied the

multiplication table by her freckles.

Born in January 1999, Mahmoud was able to memorize the

multiplication table when he was three years old and his first words were numbers.

Twelve years ago, I was probably being competitive with my classmates in memorizing the

multiplication table and asking my sister to print me out a guide on our ancient desktop computer: that Windows XP sound that sent me back to my childhood days filled with Pinball and having no idea how to play Solitaire.