I once suggested to a Tripoli Moslem, that he send his daughters to our Girls' School, then taught by Miss Sada Gregory, a native teacher trained in the family of Mrs.Whiting, and he looked at me with an expression of mingled pity and contempt, saying, "Educate a _girl_! You might as well attempt to educate _a cat_!" Not two months since, I was conversing with several of the aristocratic Mohammedans of Beirut, who were in attendance at the commencement of the Beirut Protestant Medical College.

The subject of the education of girls was introduced, and one of them said, "we are beginning to have our girls instructed in your Protestant schools, and would you believe it, I heard one of them read the other day, (probably his own daughter,) and she actually asked a question about the construction of a noun preceded by a preposition! I never heard the like of it.

The things do distinguish and understand what they read, after all!" The others replied, "_Mashallah! Mashallah!_" "The will of God be done!" Some ten years ago, an influential Moslem Sheikh in Beirut, who was a personal friend of Mr.Araman, the husband of Lulu, brought his daughter Wahidy (only one) to the Seminary to be instructed, on condition that no man should ever see her face.

As Mr.Araman himself was one of the teachers, and I was accustomed to make constant visits to the school, she was obliged to wear a light veil, which she drew adroitly over her face whenever the door was opened.

This went on for months and years, until at length in recitation she would draw the veil aside.