work; and her success was marked from the first. She did for "Dodd"
Weaver in a single term more than all the former years had done; she
made a record in his character that will never be effaced.

And do not say that I have overdrawn this picture, either. Don't turn
up your noses, my dears, because this girl came from a very humble and
unpretentious Irish family. I tell you, genius has a way of its own,
and there is no accounting for it. It was a good while ago that a
conservative old Pharisee thought that he had forever silenced the
followers of the greatest Genius the world ever saw by putting at them
the conundrum, "Can any good come out of Nazareth?" But good did come
out of that barren country in spite of the conundrum! And so it keeps
on doing, constantly. It comes from other places, too, and that is all
right. The point is that we want to open our eyes and see it, no
matter where it comes from.

Amy Kelly was a godsend to "Dodd" Weaver. She came to him through the
medium of a country school. She won the boy as such teachers always do
win boys, and always will win them; and her reward ought to be great.
It was only twenty-five dollars a month, reckoned on the order book of
"deestrick four," but there is no telling what it will be on the "other
side." But such as Amy can afford to wait for that.




CHAPTER IX.

"Dodd" went to school to Amy Kelly faithfully all that summer. He was
neither tardy nor absent during the term, and when school was over it