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toward the fervent revelations of which they were capable. The dead languages, breathed again and the live ones became more varied and suggestive. Miss Hawkins, our teacher of English was said to be a friend of Amy Towell about whom we knew little except that she smoked cigars and wrote modern poetry. Miss Harrison was no trick with the world of authors and critics and lent [??] to her discerning comments on our compositions. Miss {Tedding??) was a graduate of Bryn Moors who treated us like intellectuals and abolished forever the dislike of mathematics enjoyed by most schoolchildren. I hope she felt rewarded by the number of original solutions to Euclidian theorems brought to class by her fascinated pupils. As for Miss Strong, who gave the most popular course in the curriculum, namely, an elective on Italian poetry only transformed the spread out before us a vision of the Italian Renaissance, and for a time we could think of nothing else. Since then I have heard from friends about