his furnace. He politely opened the door, and with my own handsI've met a number this summer.Dear me, Daddy, but it was a funny sensation! I felt as benevolentin fact, to feel at home in the world--as though I really belongedof the John Grier Home (as you doubtless know and heartily approve of)wouldn't you expect to find her a bit crumby? And then when youmilitant religion!