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Miss Smith sat with her face buried in her hands while the tears trickled silently through her thin fingers Before her lay the letter, read a dozen times: "Old Mrs Grey has been to seefive colored schools, yours being one She asked if 500,000 would do it She has plenty of money, so I told her 750,000 would be better--150,000 apiece She's arranging for a Board of Trust, etc You'll probably hear froht I'd send this word on; I knew you'd be glad"

Glad? Dear God, how flat the word fell! For thirty years she had sown the seed, planting her life-blood in this work, that had become the marrow of her soul

Successful? No, it had not been successful; but it had been huh yonder doorway had trooped an arht and dark, eager and sullen faces There had been good and bad, honest and deceptive, frank and furtive Soht, kindled and flashed to a dimly, had plodded on in a slow, dumb faithful orth while; and yet others had suddenly exploded, hurtling huments to heaven and to hell Around this school home, as around the centre of sohing, pulsing draer and pale ies of such red and black cabins as Elspeth's, crouching in the swaances of the world and saw her own vanishing revenues; but the funds continued to dwindle until Sarah Smith asked herself: "What will becoers she had sat down to figure how many teachers must be dropped next year, when her brother's letter came, and she slipped to her knees and prayed

Mrs Grey's decision was due in no little way to Mary Taylor's reports Slowly but surely the girl had begun to think that she had found herself in this neorld She would never be attuned to it thoroughly, for she was set for differentthickly between her and her pupils; and yet she seemed to see some points of penetration No one could ood-natured children without feeling drawn to them No one could cross the thresholds of the cabins and not see the old and well-known proble More and more, therefore, the work met Miss Taylor's approval and she told Mrs Grey so