A Hoosier Chronicle by Meredith Nicholson
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town to state conventions or federations and speaking pieces in a new
hat. Hallie's smart at it. She was president of the Daughters once, by way of showing that our folks in North Carolina fought in the Revolution, which I reckon they did; though I never saw where Hallie proved it; but the speech I heard her make at the Propylæum wouldn't have jarred things much if it hadn't been for Hallie's feathers. She likes her clothes--she always had 'em, you know. My brother Blackford left her a very nice fortune; and Morton Bassett makes money. Well, as I started to say, there's all kinds of women,--the old ones like me that never went to school much, and Hallie's kind, that sort o' walked through the orchard and picked the nearest peaches, and then starts in at thirty to take courses in Italian Art, and Marian, who gives her teachers nervous prostration, and Sylvia, who takes to books naturally." "There are all kinds of girls, just as there are all kinds of boys. Good students, real scholars have always been rare in the world--men and women. I should like to see Sylvia go high and far; I should like her to have every chance." "All right, Andrew; let's do it. How much does a college course cost for a girl?" "I didn't come here to interest you in the money side of it, Sally; I expected--" "Answer my question, Andrew." "I had expected to give her a four-year course for five thousand dollars. The actual tuition isn't so much; it's railroad fare, clothing, and other expenses." |
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