ught, Aunt Maria, that the people
to whom she will go may dance and play cards and do many worldly things?
Philadelphia is very different from Greenwald. Why, she may learn to
indulge in worldly amusements and to love the vanities of the world
which we have tried to teach her to avoid! She will be like a bird in a
strange nest."

"I know, Phares, but I can't make it different. When Jacob says a thing
once it's hard to change him, and she is like that too. They fixed it up
last night and I had no say at all. All I said against her going did as
much good as if I said it to the chairs in the kitchen. Phoebe is going
to get Miss Lee, the one that was teacher on the hill once, to help her.
And Miss Lee has a cousin that lives with her and he plays the fiddle
and he is goin' to get a teacher for her."

Phares Eby groaned and gritted his teeth.

"I guess I'll go talk with her a while," he decided.

"Mebbe she'll come in soon, if you want to wait. I told her to bring me
some pennyroyal along from the field next the quarry. You know that's so
good for them little red ants, and they got into my jelly cupboard. She
went a while ago and I guess she'll soon be back now."

"I think I'll walk over."

"All right, Phares. Tell her not to forget the pennyroyal."

With long strides the preacher crossed the road and started up the lane
to the quarry. There he slackened his pace--he thought of the previous
day when he had asked Phoebe about entering the Church. She had
disappointed him, it was true, but she had seemed so eager to do right,
so innocent and childlike, that the interview had not left him wholly
unhappy or greatly discouraged. He had hoped last night that she would
give the matter of her soul's salvation serious thought, that she would
soon stand in the stream and be baptized by him. Over sanguine he had
been--so soon she had forgotten serious things and planned a winter in
Philadelphia studying music.

"I must act," he thought. "I must tell her of my love. All these years I
have loved her and kept silent about it because I thought she was just a
child. But I must tell her now. If she loves me she shall marry me soon
and this great temptation will leave her; she will hearken to the voice
of her conscience, and we will begin our life of happiness together."

With this resolution strong within him he went up the lane to the quarry
and Phoebe.

She was seated on a rock under the giant sycamore and leaned confidingly
ag