I, who had failed to rebuke man-stealing, might steal anything.

That meeting-house which I had been helping to build by entertaining its builders and aiding them about subscriptions, it and they were a part of a great man-thieving machine.

I had been false to every principle of justice; had been decorating parlors when I should have been tearing down prisons! _I_, helping Black Gagites build a church! "When thou a thief didst see Thou join'st with him in sin."' Thinking, reaching out for the path to that bastile which I must attack, I went on with my school duties until my husband walked in and asked why I had not been at home.

I was worn with intense strain, and at the word home, burst into a passion of tears.

I told the pupils to take their books, and leave, there would be no more school, and I could hear them go around on tip-toe and whisper.