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I pondered the question all one night； at intervals； and went to the village at nine o'clock the next morning。 I held conferences with seven storekeepers； found four open…minded and helpful； two doubtful； and one actively stupid。 I have started with the fourdrygoods； groceries； shoes； and stationery。 In return for somewhat large orders from us； they are to turn themselves and their clerks into teachers for my children； who are to go to the stores； inspect the stocks； and do their own purchasing with real money。
For example； Jane needs a spool of blue sewing…silk and a yard of elastic； so two little girls； intrusted with a silver quarter； trot hand in hand to Mr。 Meeker's。 They match the silk with anxious care； and watch the clerk jealously while he measures the elastic； to make sure that he doesn't stretch it。 Then they bring back six cents change； receive my thanks and praise； and retire to the ranks tingling with a sense of achievement。
Isn't it pathetic？ Ordinary children of ten or twelve automatically know so many things that our little incubator chicks have never dreamed of。 But I have a variety of plans on foot。 Just give me time； and you will see。 One of these days I'll be turning out some nearly normal youngsters。
LATER。
I've an empty evening ahead； so I'll settle to some further gossip with you。
You remember the peanuts that Gordon Hallock sent？ Well； I was so gracious when I thanked him that it incited him to fresh effort。 He apparently went into a toy shop； and placed himself unreservedly in the hands of an enterprising clerk。 Yesterday two husky expressmen deposited in our front hall a crate full of expensive furry animals built to be consumed by the children of the rich。 They are not exactly what I should have purchased had I been the one to disburse such a fortune； but my babies find them very huggable。 The chicks are now taking to bed with them lions and elephants and bears and giraffes。 I don't know what the psychological effect will be。 Do you suppose when they grow up they will all join the circus？
Oh； dear me； here is Miss Snaith； coming to pay a social call。
Good…by。
S。
P。S。 The prodigal has returned。 He sends his respectful regards； and three wags of the tail。
THE JOHN GRIER HOME；
April 7。 My dear Judy：
I have just been reading a pamphlet on manual training for girls； and another on the proper diet for institutionsright proportions of proteins； fats； starches； etc。 In these days of scientific charity； when every problem has been tabulated； you can run an institution by chart。 I don't see how Mrs。 Lippett could have made all the mistakes she did； assuming； of course；that she knew how to read。 But there is one quite important branch of institutional work that has not been touched upon； and I myself am gathering data。 Some day I shall issue a pamphlet on the 〃Management and Control of Trustees。〃
I must tell you the joke about my enemynot the Hon。 Cy； but my first； my original enemy。 He has undertaken a new field of endeavor。 He says quite soberly （everything he does is sober； he has never smiled yet） that he has been watching me closely since my arrival； and though I am untrained and foolish and flippant （sic）； he doesn't think that I am really so superficial as I at first appeared。 I have an almost masculine ability of grasping the whole of a question and going straight to the point。
Aren't men funny？ When they want to pay you the greatest compliment in their power； they naively tell you that you have a masculine mind。 There is one compliment； incidentally； that I shall never be paying him。 I cannot honestly say that he has a quickness of perception almost feminine。
So； though Sandy quite plainly sees my faults； still； he thinks that some of them may be corrected； and he has determined to carry on my education from the point where the college dropped it。 A person in my position ought to be well read in physiology； biology； psychology； sociology； and eugenics； she should know the hereditary effects of insanity； idiocy； and alcohol； should be able to administer the Binet test； and should understand the nervous system of a frog。 In pursuance whereof； he has placed at my disposal his own scientific library of four thousand volumes。 He not only fetches in the books he wants me to read； but comes and asks questions to make sure I haven't skipped。
We devoted last week to the life and letters of the Jukes family。 Margaret； the mother of criminals； six generations ago； founded a prolific line； and her progeny； mostly in jail； now numbers some twelve hundred。 Moral： watch the children with a bad heredity so carefully that none of them can ever have any excuse for growing up into Jukeses。
So now； as soon as we have finished our tea； Sandy and I get out the Doomsday Book； and pore over its pages in an anxious search for alcoholic parents。 It's a cheerful little game to while away the twilight hour after the day's work is done。
QUELLE VIE！ Come home fast and take me out of it。 I'm wearying for the sight of you。
SALLIE。
J。 G。 H。；
Thursday morning。 My dear Pendleton Family：
I have received your letter； and I seize my pen to stop you。 I don't wish to be relieved。 I take it back。 I change my mind。 The person you are planning to send sounds like an exact twin of Miss Snaith。 How can you ask me to turn over my darling children to a kind； but ineffectual； middle…aged lady without any chin？ The very thought of it wrings a mother's heart。
Do you imagine that such a woman can carry on this work even temporarily？ No！ The manager of an institution like this has got to be young and husky and energetic and forceful and efficient and red…haired and sweet…tempered； like me。 Of course I've been discontented；anybody would be with things in such a mess；but it's what you socialists call a holy discontent。 And do you think that I am going to abandon all of the beautiful reforms I have so painstakingly started？ No！ I am not to be moved from this spot until you find a superintendent superior to Sallie McBride。
That does not mean； though； that I am mortgaging myself forever。 Just for the present； until things get on their feet。 While the face washing； airing； reconstructing period lasts； I honestly believe you chose the right person when you hit upon me。 I LOVE to plan improvements and order people about。
This is an awfully messy letter； but I'm dashing it off in three minutes in order to catch you before you definitely engage that pleasant； inefficient middle…aged person without a chin。
Please； kind lady and gentleman； don't do me out of me job！ Let me stay a few months longer。 Just gimme a chance to show what I'm good for； and I promise you won't never regret it。
S。 McB。
J。 G。 H。；
Thursday afternoon。 Dear Judy：
I've composed a poema paean of victory。
Robin MacRae Smiled today。
It's the truth！ S。 McB。
THE JOHN GRIER HOME；
April 13。 Dear Judy：
I am gratified to learn that you were gratified to learn that I am going to stay。 I hadn't realized it； but I am really getting sort of attached to orphans。
It's an awful disappointment that Jervis has business which will keep you South so much longer。 I am bursting with talk； and it is such a laborious nuisance having to write everything I want to say。
Of course I am glad that we are to have the building remodeled； and I think all of your ideas good； but I have a few extra good ones myself。 It will be nice to have the new gymnasium and sleeping…porches； but； oh； my soul does long for cottages！ The more I look into the internal workings of an orphan asylum； the more I re
