A Daughter of the Land

Monday morning George carried Kate's books to school for her, saw

that she was started on her work in good shape, then went home,

put on his old clothes, and began the fall work at Aunt Ollie's.

Kate, wearing her prettiest blue dress, forgot even the dull ache

in her heart, as she threw herself into the business of educating

those young people. She worked as she never had before. She

seemed to have developed fresh patience, new perception, keener

penetration; she made the dullest of them see her points, and

interested the most inattentive. She went home to dinner feeling

better. She decided to keep on teaching a few years until George

was well started in his practice; if he ever got started. He was

very slow in action it seemed to her, compared with his enthusiasm

when he talked.