Each precious result of education when the girl has grown up and leaves our hands is thrown into the furnace to be tried--fired--like glass or fine porcelain.

Those who educate have, at a given moment, to let go of their control, and however solicitously they may have foreseen and prepared for it by gradually obliging children to act without coercion and be responsible for themselves, yet the critical moment must come at last and "every man's work shall be manifest," "the fire shall try every man's work, of what sort it is" (1 Cor.

III).
Life tries the work of education, "of what sort it is." If it stands the test it is more beautiful than before, its colours are fixed.

If it breaks, and some will inevitably break in the trial, a Catholic education has left in the soul a way to recovery.

Nothing, with us, is hopelessly shattered, we always know how to make things right again.