held his trousers and watched Elnora speculatively.

"I don't s'pose you'd trade what you got in that box for ist old bread
and bologna now, would you? Mebby you'd like it! And I know, I ist know,
what you got would taste like heaven to Jimmy and Belle. They never had
nothing like that! Not even Belle, and she's most ten! No, sir-ee, they
never tasted things like you got!"

It was in Elnora's heart to be thankful for even a taste in time, as
she knelt on the bridge, opened the box and divided her lunch into three
equal parts, the smaller boy getting most of the milk. Then she told
them it was school time and she must go.

"Why don't you put your bread and bologna in the nice box?" asked the
boy.

"Of course," said Elnora. "I didn't think."

When the box was arranged to the children's satisfaction all of them
accompanied Elnora to the corner where she turned toward the high
school.

"Billy," said Elnora, "I would like you much better if you were cleaner.
Surely, you have water! Can't you children get some soap and wash
yourselves? Gentlemen are never dirty. You want to be a gentleman, don't
you?"

"Is being clean all you have to do to be a gentleman?"

"No," said Elnora. "You must not say bad words, and you must be kind and