children。　　They　had　grown　up　big　and　vigorous；　sturdy；　handsome
  creatures；　especially　the　two　younger　ones。　　Diantha　was　good…looking
  enough。　　Roscoe　Warden　thought　her　divinely　beautiful。　　But　her　young
  strength　had　been　heavily　taxed　from　childhood　in　that　complex　process
  known　as　〃helping　mother。〃　　As　a　little　child　she　had　been　of　constant
  service　in　caring　for　the　babies；　and　early　developed　such　competence　in
  the　various　arts　of　house　work　as　filled　her　mother　with　fond　pride；　and
  even　wrung　from　her　father　some　grudging　recognition。　　That　he　did　not
  value　it　more　was　because　he　expected　such　competence　in　women；　all
  women；　it　was　their　natural　field　of　ability；　their　duty　as　wives　and
  mothers。　　Also　as　daughters。　　If　they　failed　in　it　that　was　by　illness
  or　perversity。　　If　they　succeededthat　was　a　matter　of　course。
  He　ate　another　of　Diantha's　excellent　biscuits；　his　greyish…red　whiskers
  slowly　wagging；　and　continued　to　eye　her　disapprovingly。　　She　said
  nothing；　but　tried　to　eat；　and　tried　still　harder　to　make　her　heart　go
  quietly；　her　cheeks　keep　cool；　and　her　eyes　dry。　　Mrs。　Bell　also　strove
  to　keep　a　cheerful　countenance；　urged　food　upon　her　family；　even　tried
  to　open　some　topic　of　conversation；　but　her　gentle　words　trailed　off
  into　unnoticed　silence。
  Mr。　Bell　ate　until　he　was　satisfied　and　betook　himself　to　a　comfortable
  chair　by　the　lamp；　where　he　unfolded　the　smart　local　paper　and　lit　his
  pipe。　　〃When　you've　got　through　with　the　dishes；　Diantha；〃　he　said
  coldly；　〃I'll　hear　about　this　proposition　of　yours。〃
  Diantha　cleared　the　table；　lowered　the　leaves；　set　it　back　against　the
  wall；　spreading　the　turkey…red　cloth　upon　it。　　She　washed　the
  dishes；her　kettle　long　since　boiling；　scalded　them；　wiped　them；　set
  them　in　their　places；　washed　out　the　towels；　wiped　the　pan　and　hung　it
  up；　swiftly；　accurately；　and　with　a　quietness　that　would　have　seemed
  incredible　to　any　mistress　of　heavy…footed　servants。　　Then　with
  heightened　color　and　firm…set　mouth；　she　took　her　place　by　the　lamplit
  table　and　sat　still。
  Her　mother　was　patiently　darning　large　socks　with　many　holesa　kind　of
  work　she　specially　disliked。　　〃You'll　have　to　get　some　new　socks；
  Father；〃　she　ventured；　〃these　are　pretty　well　gone。〃
  〃O　they'll　do　a　good　while　yet；〃　he　replied；　not　looking　at　them。　　〃I
  like　your　embroidery；　my　dear。〃
  That　pleased　her。　　She　did　not　like　to　embroider；　but　she　did　like　to　be
  praised。
  Diantha　took　some　socks　and　set　to　work；　red…checked　and　excited；　but
  silent　yet。　　Her　mother's　needle　trembled　irregularly　under　and　over；
  and　a　tear　or　two　slid　down　her　cheeks。
  Finally　Mr。　Bell　laid　down　his　finished　paper　and　his　emptied　pipe　and
  said；　〃Now　then。　　Out　with　it。〃
  This　was　not　a　felicitious　opening。　　It　is　really　astonishing　how　little
  diplomacy　parents　exhibit；　how　difficult　they　make　it　for　the　young　to
  introduce　a　proposition。　　There　was　nothing　for　it　but　a　bald　statement；
  so　Diantha　made　it　baldly。
  〃I　have　decided　to　leave　home　and　go　to　work；〃　she　said。
  〃Don't　you　have　work　enough　to　do　at　home？〃　he　inquired；　with　the　same
  air　of　quizzical　superiority　which　had　always　annoyed　her　so　intensely；
  even　as　a　little　child。
  She　would　cut　short　this　form　of　discussion：　〃I　am　going　away　to　earn　my
  living。　　I　have　given　up　school…teachingI　don't　like　it；　and；　there
  isn't　money　enough　in　it。　　I　have　planswhich　will　speak　for　themselves
  later。〃
  〃So；〃　said　Mr。　Bell；　〃Plans　all　made；　eh？　　I　suppose　you've　considered
  your　Mother　in　these　plans？〃
  〃I　have；〃　said　his　daughter。　　〃It　is　largely　on　her　account　that　I'm
  going。〃
  〃You　think　it'll　be　good　for　your　Mother's　health　to　lose　your
  assistance；　do　you？〃
  〃I　know　she'll　miss　me；　but　I　haven't　left　the　work　on　her　shoulders。　　I
  am　going　to　pay　for　a　girlto　do　the　work　I've　done。　　It　won't　cost　you
  any　more；　Father；　and　you'll　save　somefor　she'll　do　the　washing　too。
  You　didn't　object　to　Henderson's　goingat　eighteen。　　You　didn't　object
  to　Minnie's　goingat　seventeen。　　Why　should　you　object　to　my　goingat
  twenty…one。〃
  〃I　haven't　objectedso　far；〃　replied　her　father。　　〃Have　your　plans　also
  allowed　for　the　affection　and　duty　you　owe　your　parents？〃
  〃I　have　done　my　dutyas　well　as　I　know　how；〃　she　answered。　　〃Now　I　am
  twenty…one；　and　self…supportingand　have　a　right　to　go。〃
  〃O　yes。　　You　have　a　righta　legal　rightif　that's　what　you　base　your
  idea　of　a　child's　duty　on！　　And　while　you're　talking　of　rightshow
  about　a　parent's　rights？　　How　about　common　gratitude！　　How　about　what
  you　owe　to　mefor　all　the　care　and　pains　and　cost　it's　been　to　bring
  you　up。　　A　child's　a　rather　expensive　investment　these　days。〃
  Diantha　flushed。　　she　had　expected　this；　and　yet　it　struck　her　like　a
  blow。　　It　was　not　the　first　time　she　had　heard　itthis　claim　of　filial
  obligation。
  〃I　have　considered　that　position；　Father。　　I　know　you　feel　that
  wayyou've　often　made　me　feel　it。　　So　I've　been　at　some　pains　to　work
  it　outon　a　money　basis。　　Here　is　an　accountas　full　as　I　could　make
  it。〃　　She　handed　him　a　paper　covered　with　neat　figures。　　The　totals　read
  as　follows：
  Miss　Diantha　Bell；
  To　Mr。　Henderson　R。　Bell；　Dr。
  To　medical　and　dental　expenses　。　。　。　110。00
  To　school　expenses　。　。　。　76。00
  To　clothing；　in　full　。　。　。　1；130。00
  To　board　and　lodging　at　3。00　a　week　。　。　。　2；184。00
  To　incidentals　。　。　。　100。00
  3。600。00
  He　studied　the　various　items　carefully；　stroking　his　beard；　half　in
  anger；　half　in　unavoidable　amusement。　　Perhaps　there　was　a　tender
  feeling　too；　as　he　remembered　that　doctor's　billthe　first　he　ever
  paid；　with　the　other；　when　she　had　scarlet　fever；　and　saw　the　exact
  price　of　the　high　chair　which　had　served　all　three　of　the　children；　but
  of　which　she　magnanimously　shouldered　the　whole　expense。
  The　clothing　total　was　so　large　that　it　made　him　whistlehe　knew　he　had
  never　spent　1；130。00　on　one　girl's　clothes。　　But　the　items　explained
  it。
  Materials；　three　years　at　an　average　of　10　a　year　。　。　。　30。00
  Five　years　averaging　20　each　year　。　。　。　100。00
  Five　years　averaging　30　each　year　。　。　。　50。00
  Five　years　averaging　50　each　year　。　。　。　250。00
  …
  530。00
  The　rest　was　〃Mother's　labor；　averaging　twenty　full　days　a　year　at　2　a
  day；　40　a　year。　　For　fifteen　years；　600。00。　　Mother's　laboron　one
  child's；　clothesfooting　up　to　600。00。　　It　looked　strange　to　see　cash
  value　attached　to　that　unfailing　source　of　family　comfort　and　advantage。
  The　school　expenses　puzzled　him　a　bit；　for　she　had　only　gone　to　public
  schools；　but　she　was　counting　books　and　slates　and　even　pencilsit
  brought　up　evenings　long　passed　by；　the　sewing　wife；　the　studying
  children；　the　〃Say；　Father；　I've　got　to　have　a　new　slatemine's　broke！〃
  〃Broken；　Dina；〃　her　Mother　would　gently　correct；　while　he　demanded；　〃How
  did　you　break　it？〃　and　scolded　her　for　her　careless　tomboy　ways。
  Slatesthree；　1。50they　were　all　down。　　And　slates　didn't　cost　so
  much　come　to　think　of　it；　even　the　red…edged　ones；　wound　with　black；
  that　she　always　wanted。
  Board　and　lodging　was　put　low；　at　3。00　per　week；　but　the　items　had　a
  footnote　as　to　house…rent　in　the　country；　and　food　raised　on　the　farm。
  Yes；　he　guessed　that　was　a　full　rate　for　the　plain　food　and　bare　little
  bedroom　they　always　had。
  〃It's　what　Aunt　Esther　paid　the　winter　she　was　here；〃　said　Diantha。
  Circusesthree　。　。　。　1。50
  Share　in　melodeon　。　。　。　50。00
  Yes；　she　was　one　of　five　to　use　and　enjoy　it。
  Music　lessons　。　。　。　30。00
  And　quite　a　large　margin　left　here；　called　miscellaneous；　which　he
  smiled　to　observe　made　just　an　even　figure；　and　suspected　she　had　put　in
  for　that　purpose　as　well　as　from　generosity。
  〃This　board　account　looks　kind　of　funny；〃　he　said〃only　fourteen　years
  of　it！〃
  〃I　didn't　take　table…boardnor　a　roomthe　first　yearnor　much　the
  second。　　I've　allowed　1。00　a　week　for　that；　and　2。00　for　the
  thirdthat　takes　out　two；　you　see。　　Then　it's　156　a　year　till　I　was
  fourteen　and　earned　board　and　wages；　two　more　years　at　156and　I've
  paid　since　I　was　seventeen；　you　know。〃
  〃WellI　guess　you　didI　guess　you　did。〃　　He　grinned　genially。　　〃Yes；〃
  he　continued　slowly；　〃I　guess　that's　a　fair　enough　account。　　'Cording　to
  this；　you　owe　me　3；600。00；　young　woman！　　I　didn't　think　it　cost　that
  much　to　raise　a　girl。〃
  〃I　know　it；〃　said　she。　　〃But　here's　the　other　side。〃
  It　was　the　other　side。　　He　had　never　once　thought　of　such　a　side　to　the
  case。　　This　account　was　as　clear　and　honest　as　the　first　and　full　of
  exasperating　detail。　　She　laid　before　him　the　second　sheet　of　figures
  and　watched　while　he　read；　explaining　hurriedly：
  〃It　was　a　clear　expense　for　ten　yearsnot　counting　help　with　the
  babies。　　Then　I　began　to　do　housework　regularlywhen　I　was　ten　or
  eleven；　two　hours　a　day；　three　when　I　was　twelve　and　thirteenreal　work
  you'd　have　had　to　pay　for；　and　I've　only　put　it　at　ten　cents　an　hour。
  When　Mother　was　sick　the　year　I　was　fourteen；　and　I　did　it　all　but　the
  washingall　a　servant　would　have　done　for　3。00　a　week。　　Ever　since
  then　I　have　done　three　hours　a　day　outside　of　school；　full　grown　work
  now；　at　twenty　cents　an　hour。　　That's　what　we　have　to　pay　here；　you
  know。〃
  Thus　it　mounted　up：
  Mr。　Henderson　R。　Bell；
  To　Miss　Diantha