PEARLIE WATSON, the new caretaker of the Milford school, stood broom in hand at the back of the schoolroom and listened. Pearlie's face was troubled. She had finished the sweeping of the other three rooms, and then, coming into Miss Morrison's room to sweep it, she found Maudie Ducker rehearsing her "piece" for the Medal Contest. Miss Morrison was instructing Maudie, and Mrs. Ducker would have told you that Maudie was doing "beautifully." Every year the W. C. T. U. gave a silver medal for the best reciter, and for three consecutive years Miss Morrison had trained the winner; so Mrs. Ducker was naturally anxious to have Maudie trained by so successful an instructor. Miss Morrison had studied elocution and "gesturing." It was in gesturing that Maudie was being instructed when Pearlie came in with her broom. It was a pathetic monologue that Miss Morrison had chosen for Maudie, supposed to be given by an old woman in a poorhouse. Her husband had died a drunkard and then her only son, "as likely a lad as you ever saw," had also taken to "crooked ways and left her all alone." One day a man came to visit the poorhouse, and poor "old Nan," glad of any one to talk to, tells all her story to the sympathetic stranger, asking him at last wouldn't he try to find and save her poor Jim, whom she had never ceased to pray for, and whom she still believed in and loved. Then she discovered the man to be in tears, and of course he turns out to be the long-lost Jim, and a happy scene follows. It is a common theme among temperance reciters, but to Pearlie it was all new and terrible. She could not go on with her sweeping--she was bound to the spot by the story of poor old Nan and her woes. Miss Morrison was giving Maudie instruction on the two lines: "It is the old, sad, pitiful story, sir, Of the devil's winding stair." Neither of them had time to think of the meaning--they were so anxious about the gestures. Maudie did a long, waving sweep with three notches in it, more like a gordon braid pattern than a stair, but it was very pretty and graceful, and Miss Morrison was pleased. "And men go down and down and down To darkness and despair." Maudie scalloped the air three times evenly to indicate the down grade. "Tossing about like ships at sea With helm and anchor lost." Maudie certainly gave the ships a rough time of it with her willowy left arm. Miss Morrison said that to use her left arm to toss the ships would add variety. "On and on thro' the surging waves, Not caring to count the cost." Maudie rose on the ball of her left foot and indicated "distance" with the proper Delsarte stretch. * * * It was dark when Pearl got home. "Maudie Ducker has a lovely piece," she began at once; "but she spoils it--she makes a fool of it." The family were just at supper, and her mother said reprovingly, "O Pearlie! now, sure Miss Morrison is teaching her, and they do be sayin' she's won three medals herself.'"