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 ters’ cleanly written congratulations in pure German. So pass two years, when they return in long, old-fashioned gowns, their hair combed over their foreheads, and two braids hanging behind, their eyes continually turned earthward, and their heads filled with information.

The happy mother now leads her daughter into society. They call on the administrator, the burgomaster, on all the aldermen, on all the local dignitaries. The daughter is as quiet and as modest as a violet. Her mother is beaming: her child expresses herself faultlessly. She has brought with her from the nuns a lot of holy pictures for diligence and good behavior. She is helpful to her in the house, with the washing, the cooking, and the jroning. She secretly makes a pair of colored slippers as a holiday gift for her father. At about five o’clock each afternoon, with her prayer-book in her hand, she crosses the bridge that leads to the other town, and there, after the blessing,