The Birmingham age-herald., 1915-01-17

mother was sick, ana they made nine dozen flannel outing shirts as their contri- button for the Belgian relief supplies. The shirts weer cut at factory and sent to the school to be made, the girls meeting by classes to sew.
 Every hour of the day is filled with some kind of work or play, and none of 1t is work in the sense of drudgery. The school teaches the girls how to work without it's being drudgery and gives them training that meets their own spe- cullar requirements. They learn how to do the work of their sphere and how to make of that sphere something good and fine and useful for themselves and for others wherever their influence reaches.
 A Martha Berry Girl
 Some of the girls are from the homes of well-to-do farmers, and others are sis ters of the boys like the one of whom We spoke at first. One of them tells this story of her experience at school. It is typical. going to neither extreme:
 My father and mother and all of Us eight children were born at the foot of the mountains. I have always lived close by these mountains and within few miles of the Berry school. My father has very little education and my mother has never been to school at all.
 The school I attended before I got to Martha Berry was a mighty poor one. We never, had more than five months school in the year and I never got to go to more than half of that. We had young girl teachers who didn't know much They would teach month or two and then a new one would take their place and l never seemed to learn any thing.
 Every fourth Sunday we had preach ing at the old church. The preacher had fa,tr nf1 ,,loo I. couldn't get around oftener. None of the churches could pay him much, So he had to farm some to make out a living
 "1 always wanted to go to school and get an edrcation like other girls I had heard about, but we had no money and didn't have much hope of ever get ting an education. My father rents land and puts in a one-horse crop. It is a poor, crawfishy land in these fatwoods and he makes a poor living for us eight children.
 ''When I was just little girl my father began getting out logs to put up cot tage for Miss Berry. She was going to start a school for girls something like the boys school. I made up my mind that I was going to that school if there was any chance. I was F years old then. Mary Lee Manning, girl who lived near me, was coming. She was the first one to enter the Martha Berry school. She was older than I, but she told me all about it and how much she was learning. I used to lie awake al nights thinking how I could get to the
 Martha Berry school. I would think about it when I was chopping the cot. ton in the field, or when I was nNldins the baby.
 One day lady who had been a teach CT in the Berry school came to our house and asked me if I would like to go tc school there. I told her I had been dreaming of nothing else for two years. She said she had a friend in the north who would pay my tuition for year and she would help me get clothes. and that could go just as soon as I could get ready. I was so excited I couldn't sleep that night. and in a few days my
 father carried me down, with my littl, trunk, in the one-horse wagon, to the school.
 T was proud to get room in Louise hall. It was a nice, comfortable room The single iron bed looked strange to mt at first, for I had never slept alone; but I soon learned to like my little white bed with two sheets and the clean white counterpane.
 T started to school in the lowest class for I did not know much in books; ano