And who can do this so wisely and well as mothers, if they only will?
Feeling that his sentiments had been approved, and he need not be ashamed of the honest color in his cheeks, Ed sat down amid the applause of his side, especially of Jack, who pounded so vigorously with his crutch that Mrs.Pecq popped in her head to see if anything was wanted.
"No, thank you, ma'am, we were only cheering Ed," said Gus, now upon his legs, and rather at a loss what to say till Mrs.Pecq's appearance suggested an idea, and he seized upon it.
"My honored friend has spoken so well that I have little to add.

I agree with him, and if you want an example of what girls _can_ do, why, look at Jill.

She's young, I know, but a first-rate scholar for her age.

As for pluck, she is as brave as a boy, and almost as smart at running, rowing, and so on.

Of course, she can't play ball--no girl can; their arms are not made right to throw--but she can catch remarkably well.
I'll say that for her.