My bed was warm and my room was warm, but I chilled the night through and until the next afternoon, when I grew so faint and sleepy I crept to Miss Amelia's desk, half dead with fright--it was my first trip to ask an excuse--and begged: "Oh teacher, I'm so sick.

Please let me go home." I think one glance must have satisfied her that it was true, for she said very kindly that I might, and she would send Leon along to take care of me.

But my troubles were only half over when I had her consent.

It was very probable I would be called a baby and sent back when I reached home, so I refused company and started alone.

It seemed a mile past the cemetery.