rises right up and talks to her soul in psalm words, and I heard
mine that day." Mother's eyes softened and looked far away across to
the blue hills.

"What did he do when he saw you?" asked Miss Wingate gently.

"Oh, I didn't pay much attention to him when he come up to me, or
let on how I felt. That sweet child next to me had done found out I
was his mother, I couldn't help telling her. And then she had sent
for her father, who was the head Dean man, and about the time Tom
came up, he was there shaking hands with me and telling me how proud
the whole University was of Tom and about the great scholarship for
him to go to New York to study he had got, and that he must go. It
didn't take me hardly two seconds to think a mortgage on the house
and fifty acres, the cows and all, so I answered right up on time
that go he should. While I was a-talking Tom had gave the bokay from
Providence to the girl, what he had been knowing all the time at her
father's house. And she had her nose buried in one of Mis' Peavey's
pink peonys, a-blushing as pretty as you please over it at that
country bumpkin of mine with all his fine manners. That Miss Alford
is one of the most sweet girls you ever have saw. She and me have
been friends ever since. She comes out to see me in her ottermobile
sometimes. She ain't down to the City now, for I had a picture card
from some place out West from her, but when she comes back I'm a-
going to ask her to come up and have a stay-a-week-in-the-house
party for you; and she can bring her brother. You might like him.
The four of you can have some nice junketings together. Won't that
be fine?"

"Y-e-s," answered the singer lady slowly, "but I'm afraid I'm not