appeared to have plenty of money, and that his little girl wore
the nicest of clothes.

All this she heard long ago from a colored woman who lived at Jamestown
Corners, and would sometimes stop at the quarters at Ingleside.

The dark woman had shaken her head in dismal fashion after Mistress
Brace removed first to the Flats, and then to Slipside Row, keeping the
child with her, and she would say:

"I wonder whar Mars' Dukeen's money all go to, for he had money, shor!"

This rushed into Mammy's mind as Mistress Brace drew near, but she said
in her sweet singsong:

"Good evening, mistis, whar de lil one to-night?"

"Who, Sally?" asked Mistress Cory Ann, eying Mammy with a hard, sidelong
glance, "I'm sure I don't know where she is."

"Le's see," began Mammy, standing still, "didn' some one say she were
goin' to de dame school or sumpin o' that kind? Seems to me I heerd it
somewhar. And she oughter go, too! Her pappy--I know all 'bout her
pappy--he meant his lil girl should have learnin' with de best, and oh,
de gracious me! such tings as happens to folks as cheats chillern outen
their schoolin'!"

Mammy looked around with a fearful air as she added:

"Why, if ennybody try to keep dat young Mars' Lion from learnin' all he
want to, de plagues and de torments that come upon dem!"

She went muttering away, leaving Mistress Cory Ann wishing that she was
on the ocean with her "Mars' Lion." But for all that, her words sunk
into Mistress Brace's mind and troubled her, nor could she forget them.

Yet two afternoons of the week she determined Sally should not have. But
she said to her the next morning that, after thinking things over, she
would spare her one afternoon a week, but it must be whenever it was
most convenient.

To her surprise Sally replied that she must go on Wednesday and
Saturday afternoons, or not at all.

"Then it's not at all you'll go!" cried the angry mistress, "and
remember, the Town House is not far away!"

"What will you do now?" asked her good Fairy, when Sally was alone.

"I do not quite know," Sally made reply, "I must think it out."

When Wednesday came Sally went to her attic room after dinner, but
Mistress Brace took no notice of it. So very quiet had been Maid Sally
during the few days past that Mistress Cory Ann thought all had been
given up as to books and schooling.

But now Sally put on the print dress, coaxed down her shining hair, put
on her shoes, and slipping out without a