12 THE CORN LADY 



cows! I raised ducks, too dear little yel- 

 low swimmers and planted some cornl 

 When I was tired of this, which I must con- 

 fess was not very often, mother let me go 

 into the attic and rip up all the old clothes 

 and make them over for the children, or 

 make bread and get supper all by myself. 



Weren't we so happy when the chance 

 came for me to work my way through col- 

 lege? For there were so many of us that 

 you couldn't very well afford to send me. 

 During all those years in college, I still 

 was getting ready and wanting to be a coun- 

 try school teacher. When my senior year 

 came, though, the professors and the fact 

 that I could make more money to help the 

 girlies through school finally persuaded 

 me to take a position in the high school. 



I liked that year in high school work. The 

 boys and girls were so kind that I felt just 

 like one of them. I was only twenty years 

 old and I guess they thought I wasn't a very 

 cross chaperone, for they always were want- 

 ing me to go with them on their picnics. I 

 liked it and yet, in the corner of my heart, 

 I was hungry for the country. I think it 

 was more than the corner that was hungry, 

 but I was so busy that I crowded it into a 



