all is the ultimate test and virtue. She is a blessing undisguised. She never loses her temper no matter how hard the East winds may blow. She has no "nerves," or only rudimentary ones, she is conscientious in her work (to which our restored Apostle spoons bear lamented testimony, every vestige of antiquity having been removed during one of her unexpected polishing orgies) and is ever ready with the personal touch which, like somebody's cocoa, is so grateful and comforting. She will "carry on" In some fashion if left to her own devices, though her imagination has a settled bias in favor of rice-pudding for the sweet-course if I happen to be detained downtown or otherwise detached from my legitimate duties of life.
And she is invariable with the rising-bell. These are great points. However thin the ice over which she skates with regard to the rising-bell she has never yet gone actually through. The Professor's Early Class is an institution for which Catherine entertains profound respect—a sentiment indeed, shared by the entire household—and it is no doubt an aid in helping her to walk the straight and narrow path. Breakfast is never a minute late, though
