attention, and I believed that if I were
quite good and studied elocution, in a
little while I should be able to set my
part of the world right, and perhaps
even extend my influence to adjoining
districts.

Meantime I practised terrible vocal
exercises, chiefly consisting of a rau-
cous "caw" something like a crow's
favourite remark, and advocated by my
teacher in elocution for no reason that
I can now remember; and I stood be-
fore the glass for hours at a time mak-
ing grimaces so as to acquire the "ac-
tor's face," till my frightened little sis-
ters implored me to turn back into my-
self again.

It was a great day for me when I
was asked to participate in the Harvest
Home Festival at our church on
Thanksgiving Day. I looked upon it as
the beginning of my career, and bought
crimping papers so that my hair could
be properly fluted. Of course, I wanted
a new dress for the occasion, and I
spent several days in planning the kind
of a one I thought best suited to such a
memorable event. I even picked out the