"I'm sure Miss Glidden will not," said Mrs. Edwards, proudly. "I'm glad it was unanimous. It shows what they all thought of you."
Perhaps it did; but perhaps it was as well for Mary Ogden's temper that she could not hear all that was said when the other trustees went home to announce their action.
It was a great hour for Mary, but her brother Jack was at that same time beginning to think that New York City was united against him,—a million and a half to one.
He had been fairly turned out of the last store he had entered.
CHAPTER XVI.
JACK'S FAMINE.
At Crofield, the morning mail brought a letter from Mary, telling of her election.
There was not so very much comment, but Mrs. Ogden cried a little, and said:
"I feel as if we were beginning to lose the children."