Student Government also brings about a wonderful comradeship between teachers and pupils.  Out of it has grown such a sense of friendly freedom as found expression in this letter written to its American teacher by a Junior Class who were more familiar with the meter of Evangeline than with the geometry lesson assigned.

Dear Miss——­: 

We are the Math. students who made you lose your temper this morning, and we feel very sorry for that.  We found that we are the girls who must be blamed.  We ought to have told you the matter beforehand, but we didn’t, so please excuse us for the fault which we committed and we realize now.  Our love to you.

V Form Math.  Girls.

P.S.  We would like to quote a poem which we are very much interested in telling you: 

     “What is that that ye do, my children? 
     What madness has seized you this morning? 
     Seven days have I labored among you,
     Not in word alone, but showing the figures on the
       board. 
     Have you so soon forgotten all the definitions of Loci? 
     Is this the fruit of my teaching and laboring?”

Co-operative Housekeeping.

Co-operation is needed not only in “being good,” but also in eating and drinking and keeping clean.  There are school families in India where every member from the “queen” to the most rollicking five-year-old has her share in making things go.  The queen takes her turn in getting up at dawn to see that the “water set” is at the well on time; five-year-old Tara wields her diminutive broom in her own small corner, and each is proud of her share.  There is in Indian life an unfortunate feud between the head and the hand.  To be “educated” means to be lifted above the degradation of manual labor; to work with one’s hands means something lacking in one’s brain.  Not seldom does a schoolboy go home to his village and sit idle while his father reaps the rice crop.  Not seldom does an “educated” girl spend her vacation in letter writing and crochet work while her “uneducated” mother toils over the family cooking.

Girls, however, who have spent hours over the theories of food values, balanced meals, and the nutrition of children, and other hours over the practical working out of the theories in the big school family, go home with a changed attitude toward the work of the house.  Siromony writes back at Christmas time, “The first thing I did after reaching home was to empty out the house and whitewash it.”

Ruth’s letter in the summer vacation ends, “We have given our mother a month’s holiday.  All she needs to do is to go to the bazaar and buy supplies.  My sister and I will do all the rest.”

On Christmas day, Miracle, who is spending her vacation at school, all on her own initiative gets up at three in the morning to kill chickens and start the curry for the orphans’ dinner, so that the work may be well out of the way before time for the Christmas tree and church.