Following her graduation from the University of Chicago, Kate Barrington returns stoically to her home in Silvertree to begin her readjustment to the casual pace of small-town life. As time passes, it becomes evident that Kate is somewhat less than content, but she restrains herself until the death of her mother frees her to return to Chicago to seek the career she desires. As a social worker in the city, Kate encounters, for the first time, the downtrodden women of the world, and is made painfully aware of the problems and the inferior position of womankind in Pre-World War I America. Therefore, when love enters her life, Kate is hesitant to admit it until she devises a workable compromise between home and career. Although the pace of the novel is leisurely and the plot somewhat dated, the message is as pointed and the subject as current today as when the book was written in 1914. --Book Review Digest, 1914
e things. Then she sighed, for she realized that her ability to see these whimsicalities meant that she and her mother were, after all, creatures of diverse training and thought.
What! Silver tree? She hadn't realized how the time had been flying. But there was the sawmill. She could hear the whir and buzz! And there was the old livery-stable, and the place where farm implements were sold, and the little harness shop jammed in between;--and there, to convince her no mistake had been made, was the lozenge of grass with "Silvertree" on it in white stones. Then, in a second, the station appeared with the busses backed up against it, and beyond them the familiar surrey with a woman in it with yearning eyes.
Kate, the specialized student of psychology, the graduate with honors, who had learned to note contrasts and weigh values, forgot everything (even her umbrella) and leaped from the train while it was still in motion. Forgotten the honors and degrees; the majors were mere minor affairs; and the