all obstacles; and luckily for their youth and comparative inexperience, they were rewarded in marvelous measure.
Not that every day was bright and hopeful. The carefully kept record was black enough on occasions, beginning with the morning when Helen, sitting in the circle, felt a rough hand on her head, and Marm Lisa, without the slightest warning of her intention, snatched Mary’s steel band forcibly from her hair, and, taking it across the room, put it in its accustomed place on its owner’s head. Everybody was startled, but Mary rose from her chair quietly, and, taking the ornament in one hand and Marm Lisa in the other, she came to Helen’s side.
"I like to have my shining crown in Miss Helen’s hair," she said; "it is such pretty, curly hair—stroke it softly, Lisa; she must wear it this morning to please me, and then I will take it again for my own. Dear Miss Helen, who is so sweet and good to the children, I love her," and she kissed her fondly on each cheek.
Marm Lisa did not attempt to rebel but she was sullen, and refused her work when it was offered her later.
Such occurrences were rare, however, for
