ourse, of our sensible girl, the one who has
taken in the justice of our remarks, and who intends to act up to them
as far as she can.

At luncheon time she will produce from her store some well cut
sandwiches, made preferably with brown bread, and, with heroic
determination, refuse tea (for it is hard to give up a habit), and will,
instead, regale herself with a glass of milk, or a cup of cocoa; or, if
she has neither of these, she will make a little strong beef-tea of
Liebig's extract of meat, and partake of it with her roll and butter,
remembering that, by the addition of an egg, she will make her broth
more sustaining.

If she goes out to a restaurant and does not care for meat, she will
recollect that its properties may be found more or less in eggs, in
milk, in lentils, in haricot beans, in oatmeal, and in peas. Oatmeal
porridge and milk form an excellent, inexpensive, and nutritious lunch
or midday dinner. In some form or other one of these nitrogenous foods
should be taken during the midday meal; and, if the taste and finances
permit, should be supplemented by a little fresh, stewed, or dried
fruit. Fruit is most wholesome, and is well enclosed within the border
line of necessities.

Then, when tea time comes round, our sensible girl will either take milk
again, or else will dilute her tea largely with milk, or, failing that,
with water, and will refuse altogether to drink tea that has "stood" for
more than a quarter of an hour. In the evening she will feel less tired
(_i.e._, less exhausted from want of air and food), and will repeat her
method of procedure of the morning on her journey home. Arrived there,
she will feel far less weary and exhausted, and will enjoy a quiet,
social evening, a book, a little music, or some such relaxation.

But we can hear her, O. S. G., saying, after pursuing this _regime_ for
awhile, "It is true I am better in a great many ways, but I do still
have back-ache, I do still have the weight in my chest, which I know now
to be indigestion; you say nothing about that. Even your pea-soup or
your oatmeal porridge punishes me, and make me wish we could altogether
live without eating."

Be not so impatient, my dear sensible one, we are coming to that now.
One great reason of your back-ache is that stoop of yours. You seem to
think it essential to maintain your spine in the shape of the letter C.
You have got into a very bad habit, and if you try now to sit upright
you get as tired a