We are so divided that it does n't seem possible that we can ever have a complete reunion, does it ?" "No," said Polly, looking dreamily at the humming-birds hovering over the honeysuckle; "and if we should, everything would be different.
Bless dear old Bell's heart! What a lovely summer she must be having! I wonder what she will do." "Do ?" echoed Margery.
"Yes; it always seemed to me that Bell Winship would do something in the world; that she would never go along placidly like other girls, she has so many talents." "Yes; but so long as they have plenty of money, Dr.and Mrs.Winship would probably never encourage her in doing anything." "It would be all the better if she could do something because she loved it, and with no thought of earning a living by it.

Is n't it odd that I who most need the talents should have fewer than any one of our dear little group?
Bell can write, sing, dance, or do anything else, in fact; Elsie can play like an angel; you can draw; but it seems to me I can do nothing well enough to earn money by it; and that is precisely what I must do." "You 've never had any special instruction, Polly dear, else you could sing as well as Bell, or play as well as Elsie." "Well, I must soon decide.

Mamma says next summer, when I am seventeen, she will try to spend a year in San Francisco and let me study regularly for some profession.

The question is, what ?--or whether to do something without study.

I read in a magazine the other day that there are now three hundred or three thousand, I can't remember which, vocations open to women.