Daisy went musing on while her father gave his orders, and when they were again safe out of hearing she spoke.

"Papa, do you suppose Michael and Andrew and John, and all your own people, feel so about you ?" "I think it is likely, Daisy.

I can't hope to escape better than my neighbours." "But, papa, they don't look so, nor act so ?" "Not before me.

They do not wish to lose their places." "Papa,--couldn't something be done to make them feel better ?" "Why Daisy," said her father laughing, "are you going to turn reformer ?" "I don't know what that is, papa." "A thankless office, my dear.

If you could make all the world wise, it would do, but fools are always angry with you for trying it." The conversation ended and left Daisy greatly mystified.