hats, and that made the people of Washington, D. C., always speak of it
in the kindest terms. One never loses anything in this way, and their
virtues are greater than gold.

When the weather was very bad one day and I was coming from school and a
young man saw me fall down, he came to help me home and I felt very
grateful and I feel that wherever that young man shall go he will have
favor in the eyes of all, and God will be his leader for he has made a
good beginning.

School Life

While at the Harper's Ferry school I found the loveliest teachers that
ever were in a school. Professor Brackett, the head of the school, is a
fine gentleman, and his wife, Mrs. W. Brackett, is a lovely lady and she
is one of the finest teachers that ever lived. She has three nice
children, two of them are girls and one boy, who is a young man by this
time, for I have not seen him since he went to Maine to attend school,
which is the Bates'. It is a fine school of Latin, and a number of the
students went to that same school.

Mr. W. P. Curtis was one of the professors. He was my Sunday-school
teacher and he was fine.

Mr. D. M. Wilson was a dear professor, whom we loved. Miss Caroline
Franklin was a lovely teacher and we all loved her. Miss C. Brackett was
one of the lovely teachers, and one whom every one of the other teachers
loved, for she was one of the finest readers that ever lived, let it be
man or woman. They used to have her read nearly every afternoon when the
school was out, and sometimes they would call to Professor Curtis to
read to the school. He was a very good reader, but Miss C. L. Franklin
was the grand trainer of the whole school. They had a grand reading
circle there at nights for the rich of the Ferry, and she was the one to
do the fine reading. All of the noble people of the place loved her and
she will ever be loved and remembered by all who knew her. She is now in
Washington, D. C., teaching, and the people have learned to love her as
we did. I do not think that any one could help loving her for her love
and fidelity to the race which she represents.

Miss C. L. Franklin's mother, who is a lovely woman whom we all love as
a mother, for she had many of the students at her house to board, like
Mrs. William Lovett, and she was so very kind to all of them that she
will be remembered by us all, for we love those in our school life that
would say a kind word to us. It was to help us along in our daily toil.