"It might lead numbers of other school-teachers to see the higher side of the home duties!" "Furthermore," pursued Mrs.Dankshire, "this has occured to me.

Would it not be well to have our ladies bring with them to the meeting the more intelligent of their servants; that they might hear and see the--the dignity of household labor--so ably set forth?
"Isn't it--wouldn't that be a--an almost dangerous experiment ?" urged Mrs.Ree; her high narrow forehead fairly creped with little wrinkles: "She might--say something, you know, that they might--take advantage of!" "Nonsense, my dear!" replied Mrs.Dankshire.She was very fond of Mrs.
Ree, but had small respect for her judgment.

"What could she say?
Look at what she does! And how beautifully--how perfectly--she does it! I would wager now--_may_ I try an experiment Mrs.Porne ?" and she stood up, taking out her handkerchief.
"Certainly," said Mrs.Porne, "with pleasure! You won't find any!" Mrs.Dankshire climbed heavily upon a carefully selected chair and passed her large clean plain-hemmed handkerchief across the top of a picture.
"I knew it!" she proclaimed proudly from her eminence, and showed the cloth still white.

"That," she continued in ponderous descent, "that is Knowledge, Ability and Conscience!" "I don't see how she gets the time!" breathed Mrs.Ree, shaking her head in awed amazement, and reflecting that she would not dare trust Mrs.
Dankshire's handkerchief on her picture tops.
"We must have her address the Club," the president repeated.

"It will do worlds of good.