his finger to the space
on the blue print--"we want to tackle the real trouble of the South,
sir. Why, do you know I only heard the other day that Tod Greeley went
to our representative, a year ago, and begged him to get an
appropriation from Congress to start the work against the hook worm in
this district and the request was refused." Sandy gave a hard laugh.
"Well, I reckon Greeley and I know why, sir. Lost Hollow is too
ignorant. Our votes can be got without the appropriation. The big,
human need does not matter! Where there is more intelligence the
representatives have to understand conditions. But it will matter by
and by, sir! I know what that little doctor did for my father. I know
what she's done for one or two of Mason Hope's children and the girl of
Tansey Moore's who was--who was like my sister Molly! I want Miss Lowe
and her helpers to have that high and bright place, sir, for their
workshop. It must have sun and air, sir, and books and toys and--and
music, too, for the fight is a hard and bitter one and the days and
nights, at best, are terrible."

Levi Markham leaned back, took off his glasses and fixed Sandy with his
keen glance. For a few moments he could not speak; he had been carried
far and beyond his normal depth. When he got command of himself, he
said slowly:

"Son, it looks to me as if we would need all we can make up North to
stamp out some of the evils of the South, but, God willing, we're going
to make a stab at it! See here, who is the representative for this
district?"

Sandy gave the name of a man many miles away.

"Well, I guess he can be brought to learn the language of Lost Hollow,
son, if some one shows him his duty. Some good laws, too, that would
put a quietus on this Smith Crothers' ambitions ought to be looked
after. He shouldn't be the say-all up here. No man is good enough or
safe enough to take the bit in his own teeth--not even you, Sandy
Morley!"

"Law, well carried out, is the best way, sir."

"Exactly! And now for the rest of the building, boy. What are these
little cubby holes?"

"Bedrooms, sir. This is only an idea of my own. It's rather
extravagant and it's subject to your decision, of course. I'd like to
have each child have his own room, sir. A boy or girl grows so in a
special little corner that is quite his own. I have a design of a
small chest of drawers that I'd like to show you later. It does not
take up much space and it combines