"I'll have to check it off each month.

If I may do the ordering and keep all the accounts I can show you exactly in a month, or two at most." "How about the servants ?" asked Mrs.Weatherstone.
There was much to say here, questions of competence, of impertinence, of personal excellence with "incompatibility of temper." Diantha was given a free hand, with full liberty to experiment, and met the opportunity with her usual energy.
She soon discharged the unsatisfactory ones, and substituted the girls she had selected for her summer's experiment, gradually adding others, till the household was fairly harmonious, and far more efficient and economical.

A few changes were made among the men also.
By the time the family moved down to Santa Ulrica, there was quite a new spirit in the household.

Mrs.Weatherstone fully approved of the Girls' Club Diantha had started at Mrs.Porne's; and it went on merrily in the larger quarters of the great "cottage" on the cliff.
"I'm very glad I came to you, Mrs.Weatherstone," said the girl.

"You were quite right about the experience; I did need it--and I'm getting it!" She was getting some of which she made no mention.
As she won and held the confidence of her subordinates, and the growing list of club members, she learned their personal stories; what had befallen them in other families, and what they liked and disliked in their present places.
"The men are not so bad," explained Catharine Kelly, at a club meeting, meaning the men servants; "they respect an honest girl if she respects herself; but it's the young masters--and sometimes the old ones!" "It's all nonsense," protested Mrs.James, widowed cook of long standing.