The branding of the poor creatures is a most brutal thing." "Why are they branded ?" asked Kathy.
"Well, you know, for some years there has been a great strife between the United States and Canada, principally over the seal fisheries.
Each was afraid the other would get more than its share.

To put a stop to the seals being entirely killed off, as was likely to be the case since so many poachers were in the business, one of our government agents suggested that the seals should be branded.

They drive them into pens and burn them with red-hot irons." "It isn't likely that any of us will be called upon to deny ourselves the wearing of baby lamb, as it is quite expensive, but we can condemn it by word if not by example," observed Kathy.
The good-nights were said and the company dispersed, not so jolly and noisy as they came, but with thoughtfulness arising from awakened consciences.

The humble lame girl had sowed the good seed.
Polly was to come back from her grandmother's the next week and, though I looked forward with pleasure to being with her again, I felt sorry to leave this peaceful home.

The worthy lives and beautiful aims of these obscure girls of whom the world knew nothing was a sweet remembrance to carry with me.
"Thank Polly for me for Dickey Downy's visit and tell her whenever she wants to go away anywhere I'll be glad to take care of him for her," Eliza said when the time came for me to go.
She gave the cage into Miss Kathy's hand.