Whichever career you decide to choose, I am resolved that you shall have the best training available." "Oh, Aunt Harriet! Thank you! Thank you! I don't deserve it!" faltered Winona.
The end of the term had come at length.

The next day was Winona's very last at Seaton High School.

She was loth to leave, for the two years she had passed there had been the happiest and the fullest in her life.

But though the past had pleasant memories, the future also held out fair hopes to her.

As she entered Miss Bishop's study to say good-by, the head-mistress looked up kindly.
"I shall miss you, Winona.