. The corn lady; the story of a country teacher's work. THE MAY BASKET had not examined it. I am veiy glad thatit wasnt sowed. I wish you might have a look at my beau-tiful May Basket. It was such a girls made it of raffia and filled it withviolets—hundreds and hundreds of them—asolid mass of purple and some green violet 74 THE CORN LADY leaves around the edge. It is surely theprettiest INIay Basket I have evel* seen. Spring is here. Everjiihing is waking upand it makes me so happy to be in the coun-try where I can enjoy it. Lovingly, your Country fathers wheat field THE
. The corn lady; the story of a country teacher's work. THE MAY BASKET had not examined it. I am veiy glad thatit wasnt sowed. I wish you might have a look at my beau-tiful May Basket. It was such a girls made it of raffia and filled it withviolets—hundreds and hundreds of them—asolid mass of purple and some green violet 74 THE CORN LADY leaves around the edge. It is surely theprettiest INIay Basket I have evel* seen. Spring is here. Everjiihing is waking upand it makes me so happy to be in the coun-try where I can enjoy it. Lovingly, your Country fathers wheat field THE CORN LADY 75 Wheaton, Iowa, June J, 1911 My Deae Daddy:—My heart is so fullthat I can only tell you to-night of our lastday. We had been busy in school right upto the last and thought we would not planfor a big program, but that we would justhave a quiet little picnic by ourselves. Wehavent talked much about it, either, for wehave all been sort of dreading this last day. I told the boys and girls that we would godown to the woods the day before the lastday and eat our dinner together, and tellstories and have a good time. James askedme what woods and I said: Well, I sup-pose the North woods will be the best. Thatwas all, but the next forenoon I surelythought there was something the childrenknew and were not telling me. Noon came,however, and nothing happened, so we tookour dinner pails and started to walk to theNorth woods, but before we had reachedthere I began to see buggies among the treesand table-cloths spread on the ground, andI knew all the people who
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