, so this form of occupation was doubly desirable.

The generous help of summer volunteers, especially a trained
kindergartner, Miss Olive Lesley, gave us a regular summer school. All
the expensive outfit needed was also donated. Eye and hand were
enlisted in the service of brain evolution; while a piano, which it is
true had seen better days, pressed the ear and the imagination into
the service as well.

One of the great gaps in child development in Labrador had been the
almost entire lack of games. The very first year of our coming the
absence of dolls had so impressed itself upon us that the second
season we had brought out a trunkful. Even then we found later that
the dolls were perched high up on the walls as ornaments, just out of
reach of the children. In one little house I found a lad playing with
some marbles. For lack of better these were three-quarter-inch bullets
which "Dad had given him," while the alley was a full-inch round ball,
which belonged to what my host was pleased to call "the little
darlint"--a hoary blunderbuss over six feet in length. The skipper
informed me that he had plenty of "fresh" for the winter, largely as a
result of the successful efforts of the "darlint"; though it appeared
to have exploded with the same fatal effect this year as the season
previous. "I hear that you made a good shot, the other day, Uncle
Joe," I remarked. "Nothing to speak on," he answered. "I only got
forty-three, though I think there was a few more if I could have found
them on the ice."

The pathos of the lack of toys and games appealed especially to the
Anglo-Saxon, who believes that if he has any advantage over
competitors, it is not merely in racial attributes, but in the
reaction of those attributes which develop in him the ineradicable
love of athletics and sport. The fact that he dubs the classmate whom
he admires most "a good sport," shows that he thinks so, anyway.

So organized play was carefully introduced on the coast. It caught
like wildfire among the children, and it was delightful to see groups
of them naively memorizing by the roadside school lessons in the form
of "Ring-of-Roses," "Looby-Loo," "All on the Train for Boston." To our
dismay in the minds of the local people the very success of this
effort gave further evidence of our incompetence.

Our people have well-defined, though often singular, ideas as to what
Almighty God does and does not allow; and among the pursuits which are
irrevoca