h began in America in April, 1861. Not hers
the prayerful ardor of the New England girl who that day willingly gave
her lover, saw him brought home later dead, buried him, and lived on,
because she believed that he had died to free his brother man, as Christ
had died for her. Not hers the proud loyalty of the Southern girl to her
blood and to her State, when that day she bade her lover go forth and
sweep their fanatical assailants back, as the old Cavaliers, from whom
they were descended, swept back the crop-eared Puritans into the sea.

Jeanne-Armande was not especially stirred; save by impatience--impatience
over this interference with the prosperity of the country. It might injure
property (the half-house), and break up music classes and schools! What
sympathy she felt, too, was with the South; but she was wise enough to
conceal this from all save Anne, since the school was burning with zeal,
and the principal already engaged in teaching the pupils to make lint.
But if Jeanne-Armande was lukewarm, Miss Lois was at fever heat; the old
New England spirit rose within her like a giant when she read the
tidings. Far away as she was from all the influences of the time, she
yet wrote long letters to Anne which sounded like the clash of spears,
the call of the trumpet, and the roll of drums, so fervid were the
sentences which fell of themselves into the warlike phraseology of the
Old Testament, learned by heart in her youth. But duty, as well as
charity, begins at home, and even the most burning zeal must give way
before the daily needs of children. Little Andre was not strong; his
spine was becoming curved, they feared. In his languor he had fallen
into the habit of asking Miss Lois to hold him in her arms, rock with
him in the old rocking-chair, and sing. Miss Lois had not thought that
she could ever love "those children"; but there was a soft spot in her
heart now for little Andre.

In June two unexpected changes came. Little Andre grew suddenly worse;
and Jeanne-Armande went to Europe. A rich merchant of Weston, wishing to
take his family abroad, engaged mademoiselle as governess for his two
daughters, and French speaker for the party, at what she herself termed
"the salary of a princess." The two announcements came on the same day.
Jeanne-Armande, excited and tremulous, covered a sheet of paper with
figures to show to herself and Anne the amount of the expected gain. As
she could not retain her place in the school witho