"But it takes a long while to learn everything thoroughly. That is where
teachers and professors have the advantage, they can spend their whole
lives over it," exclaimed Helen. "Honestly," and a rather mischievous
light flashed across her face, "I do not think the average girl is a
born student. Perhaps the boy isn't either. But there seem to be so many
things in a girl's life, so many sides to it"--and a thoughtful crease
came in her forehead.
"You have found that out early. But the successes must be able to do
several things well, and to bring knowledge into action, not have a lot
of useless matter stored up in the brain waiting for the time to make it
serviceable, and then it is not fresh, often not useful."
"Like the old clothes you pile up in the garret," interpolated Mrs.
Dayton. "They are out of date and moth-eaten. There are many things it
is not worth while to save up. I have a boarder here who has saved up
all her troubles since she was ten years old, and lives them over, takes
them out and puts them back. She is a well-informed woman, too. There is
the bell, so come in to dinner."
There were only Mr. and Mrs. White, Mrs. Carson, the woman of many
troubles, and Mr. Conway, who gave Helen a warm welcome, but was amazed
at the change in her.
They talked a little over the last summer's guests. "Miss Lessing was
married and the younger girl engaged. The Disbrowes had gone West. And
truly I wouldn't mind having Mrs. Van Dorn again. She certainly is an
uncommon woman and does enjoy life on all sides. And it is curious the
way she picks up knowledge everywhere. I dare say she sometimes mentions
facts about her own country to consuls and ministers abroad that they
have scarcely heard of," declared Mrs. Dayton.
Mr. Warfield gave a little sniff and a curl of the lip that seemed to
run all over his face in disapprobation, because he could find no
trenchant sentence to apply to Mrs. Van Dorn. But Helen glanced at her
hostess with a lovely grateful light more eloquent than words.
When they rose she lingered. "I ought to go out and dry the dishes for
Joanna," the girl said laughingly.
"Indeed, you will do no such thing," was the quick reply. "And let me
whisper a secret in your ear, though I don't know as it need be that.
Mrs. Van Dorn wrote me a note, asking me to invite you here and keep you
as much of the time as Aunt Jane would be willing to spare you. And she
inclosed a check. I'd been ready enough to do it just for the pleasure."
"She is very generous," said Helen, much moved.
"And some people think her mean. She is unduly exact, but I guess the
world would be better if more people paid their just debts instead of
buying you a dollar gift when they owed you forty or fifty. But run out
on the porch and talk to Mr. Warfield. He came purposely to see you.
I'll be out and join the fray presently," her eyes overflowing with an
amused light. "If you were older I should say--there, run along."
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