One day Lena swept almost the entire floor alone. She was younger than
Dorothy, too, but she did her work so poorly that the teacher had to do
it over after Lena had gone. Dorothy knew, for she watched, hoping the
teacher would tell her to do it.

At last one rainy day there were but a few at school, and those who were
there had recently swept the floor. As the teacher glanced around before
making the usual appointment, she looked at Dorothy, and Dorothy turned
red in the face with excitement. Perhaps the teacher thought the shy
little girl was afraid to be called on; anyway, she passed her by and
called on Lena Webb--Lena Webb and Amy Brown.

Oh, oh! Dorothy could hardly keep from crying with disappointment, and
Lena came near crying because she was asked again so soon.

Dorothy stayed, waiting for Amy to walk home with her, and of course she
watched the work.

She looked with disapproval at the streaks of dust that Lena was
leaving, and finally she pointed them out to Lena. She was astonished
when Lena threw down her broom, and cried out, "You just sweep it
yourself, Dorothy Wenning!"

Before the teacher could interfere Dorothy snatched the broom,
exclaiming--"All right--I just _love_ to sweep!"

The teacher said nothing, but she noticed how evenly and clean Dorothy
was doing her work, and when the task was done she said to Dorothy, "My
dear, you have done so very well to-day that I am going to appoint you