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woman for her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her as that he shall have no need of spoil.

The chaste inference was as near as we ever came to matters of sex, and we never saw a man on the school grounds with exception of the night watchman who was eighty-three and whose duty it was to totter around the corridore all night, and the doctor who came out from Pittsfield once a year and, flanked with discrete female assistance, planted his stethoscope over our hearts and listened absorbed. On Sundays we went to church in Pittsfield where we gazed with lacklustrer eyes at our ministers in their pulpits (ten cents more in the duplex envelopes will heat the church and cover the deficit).

  But we had one male friend who made

up for everything and that was the engineer on the Albany train which passed under our bridge soon after two on its way to Boston. The bridge was at the end of the