ake this people hungry and
thirsty for better things, that will make them dissatisfied with the
things that content them now. The longing is _sure_ to come, if we can
have patience to wait.

A woman a short distance away lives in a house whose roof lets in the
water in streams during a heavy rain. She called on us in the spring so
hoarse that she could hardly speak. A few questions brought out the
trouble, and revealed the fact that she owned a pile of lumber near by.
I asked her why they did not repair it. She thought it too old, and the
reason she gave for not building a new one was that she was waiting for
her "old man" to begin. I found that her daughter was teaching school in
the country, and had $25 already due her that she could use for the
work. I told her to have one room put up at once, and build others as
she had money. She thought a little, then said, "Tell me all about it,
and I'll do just as you say." Now the room is nearly finished (not
ceiled or plastered, for such extras are almost unknown), and a prouder
woman would be hard to find. All are not so willing to be taught, but I
rejoice over every improvement.

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AMONG THE INDIANS.

CLOSING EXERCISES AT SANTEE NORMAL SCHOOL.

By Miss Edith Leonard.

The last busy days of the school year are over. We have gathered the
first fruits of our work; we hope there will be a greater harvest in
years to come.

At the communion service, on June 7, three of our pupils were received
into the church. The next Thursday came the evening of declamations,
recitations, and music, for which the pupils had been preparing. During
the last four weeks it was a common thing to find a boy declaiming to an
imaginary audience in the schoolroom, or to find a girl reciting in
some secluded spot in the yard, or on the hills in the pasture. In most
schools that is nothing worthy of remark, but to us it shows that the
young people are beginning to feel that their success depends on their
own efforts.

When the evening came we had an enjoyable entertainment. The house was
decorated with the tall, graceful stems of the Solomon's Seal, and the
platform had a rug and potted plants upon it, and our two beautiful
flags draped behind it.

Among the recitations, "Betty, the Bound Girl," and "The Peril of a
Passenger Train," were well rendered. Lowell's "A Day in June" was given
with a pleasant voice and manner that fitted the poem. There was