"John didn't want me to come. But I used to be a teacher, and I
came here when this place was mostly woods, with my dear husband.
Then after he died, through the long years of poverty and
struggle, I would read of the place and the wonderful meetings,
but I could never afford to come. Then when John began to work
and made good so fast I was dizzy half the time with his
successes, I didn't think about the place. But lately, since I've
had everything else I could think of, something possessed me to
come back here, and take a suite among the women and men who are
teaching our young people so wonderfully; and to sail on the lake,
and hear the lectures, and dream my youth over again. I think
that was it most of all, to dream my youth over again, to try to
relive the past."
"There now, you have told me all about it," said Kate, stroking
the white forehead in an effort to produce drowsiness, "close your
eyes and go to sleep."
"I haven't even BEGUN to tell you," said the woman perversely.
"If I talked all night I couldn't tell you about John. How big he
is, and how brave he is, and how smart he is, and how he is the
equal of any business man in Chicago, and soon, if he keeps on, he
will be worth as much as some of them -- more than any one of his
age, who has had a lot of help instead of having his way to make
alone, and a sick old mother to support besides.
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