But she spells splendidly, and is always at the head of her class.

Teacher is real proud of her, 'cause she never misses, and spells hard, fussy words, like chi-rog-ra-phy and bron-chi-tis as easy as any thing." Bab quite beamed with sisterly pride, and Betty smoothed down her apron with modest satisfaction, for Bab seldom praised her, and she liked it very much.
"I never went to school, so that's the reason I ain't smart.

I can write, though, better 'n some of the boys up at school.

I saw lots of names on the shed door.

See here, now,"-- and scrambling down, Ben pulled out a cherished bit of chalk, and flourished off ten letters of the alphabet, one on each of the dark stone slabs that paved the walk.
"Those are beautiful! I can't make such curly ones.