nine until twelve o'clock
`` Mother , you ca n't say I hai n't been a better daughter to you sence I 've knowed Mis ' Kinney . '' `` No , I ca n't , '' grumbled the old woman , `` that 's a fact ; but she 's got a heap o ' new fangled notions I do n't believe in . '' The school was a triumphant success . From nine until twelve o'clock every forenoon , twelve happy little children had a sort of frolic of learning lessons in the Elder 's sacred study , which was now Draxy 's sitting-room . Old Ike , who since the Elder 's death had never seemed quite clear of brain , had asked so piteously to come and sit in the room , that Draxy let him do so . He sat in a big chair by the fire-place , and carved whistles and ships and fantastic toys for the children , listening all the time intently to every word which fell from Draxy 's lips . He had transferred to her all the pathetic love he had felt for the Elder ; he often followed her at a distance when she went out , and little Reuby he rarely lost sight of , from morning till night .