tted
until the third year, and in mathematics she seemed well grounded.

"I want some one to take charge of a few of the younger classes and be
of service in the study hour from eight to nine. I think you will fit in
admirably, but do you think your mother is quite strong enough?"--and
she paused.

"Oh, she is used to sewing of all kinds. She is very tired now and I
think she has been worried all the time lest something should go wrong
with this nice offer. You see sewing is not very profitable ordinarily
unless you can do high up dressmaking or are forewoman in some factory,
and I couldn't sew for a living. It is one thing over and over. You are
never learning anything new, broadening out, enjoying the wisdom of the
master minds, the beautiful poetry, the grand philosophies. Oh, am I a
very romantic or conceited girl?" and she paused with a bright flush.

"You are meant for a scholar."

Just that instant the trunk came and Lilian excused herself and went up
with it. Her mother was up and looked rested.

"And please put on that black and white lawn, even if it is a little
crumpled, and my white batiste always shakes out. It is nice if it isn't
very fine."

The bell sounded and they went down. The table was laid in the pretty
little tea room. Lilian ate and drank with a sensation of delight. The
china was so delicate, the table so beautifully arranged, the serving so
perfect. Often in reading a story Lilian had fancied herself the heroine
and enjoyed the feast.

The child has much finer breeding than the mother, Mrs. Barrington
mused. She almost fancied she detected something furtive about Mrs.
Boyd. Was she being won by the girl's proud face to the detriment of the
mother? It seemed to her that Mrs. Boyd stood in awe of her daughter.

Afterward they went to the parlor which was a fine large room splendidly
furnished, Lilian thought. There was a grand piano, an organ, two
beautiful marbles, vases and pictures. There was a wide hall that was
like another room. Here on the west side was the school and recitation
rooms, the girl's dining room and a commodious kitchen.

"Will you go up stairs?" asked Mrs. Barrington.

Lilian answered eagerly, Mrs. Boyd followed.

Over this side were the dormitories and baths. Some rooms accommodated
two beds, others only one. They were neat and pleasant and had been
lately put in order.

"I do not care for more than twenty boarding pupils," explained Mrs.
Barrington. "That mak