"God's humble servant,
KATE FULLERTON."
"Why, this is the writing of the Silent Woman," I said before I had read the letter half through.
"Rovin' Kate?"
"Roving Kate; I never knew her other name, but I saw her handwriting long ago."
"But look—this is a neatly written, well-worded letter an' the sheet is as white and clean as the new snow. Uncanny woman! They say she carries the power o' God in her right hand. So do all the wronged. I tell ye, lad, there's only one thing in the world that's sacred."
I turned to him with a look of inquiry and asked:
"What is it?"
"The one and only miracle we know-the gate o' birth through which comes human life and the lips commanding our love and speaking the wisdom of childhood. Show me how a man treats women an' I'll tell ye what he amounts to. There's the test that shows whether he's a man or a spaniel dog."
There was a little moment of silence then—how well I remember it! The schoolmaster broke the silence by adding:
"Well ye know, lad, I think the greatest thing that Jesus Christ did was showing to a wicked world the sanctity o' motherhood."