ur nephew here?" he asked.
"Because it--it is convenient," she stammered.
"I must confess, I wanted him to go to a boarding-school."
"St. Gregory Episcopalian Institute."
The principal's mouth quivered with the smile he could hardly suppress:
"Episcopalian? The boy is a Jew, is he not?"
Mrs. Haberman sat up very straight. "His parents had Jewish affiliations, I believe. They are both dead."
"I see." And I am sure he really did see! For a moment later he put a deft end to the interview.
"Madam," he said, "this boy must take his chances like any other boy in the school. He must make his own friends from among his own sort. He must fight his own adversaries among those who are unlike him. That is the law of life as well as of every school. If he is attracted to the undesirable element, he would find it and mingle with it at St. Gregory's as quickly as he would here. I have a fine lot of youths here. I am proud of them--even of those who