"It’s something like that, only this is a long and difficult work, needing no end of patience. It means not only fighting such evils as the liquor traffic, horse-racing, gambling, graft and such things, but we must educate people as to the proper training and welfare of children, and teach them how to keep their houses clean and free from diseases. I could not begin to tell you all the subjects Social Service includes."
"It sartinly must cover a heap of ground," Abner mused, as he flicked Jerry gently with the whip. "But does it tell ye how to cook, darn socks, sew on buttons, an’ do sich ordinary household work?"
"Why, no!" and Jess looked her surprise. "It’s not supposed to include such things."
"H’m, is that so? Well, it seems to me that’s the kind of social reform we need. Most of the gals these days tweedle-dee at the pianner, gass about art, study the fashion magazines, an’ read the new novels, but as fer cookin’, sewin’, an’ darnin’, why, they know no more about sich things than a cat knows about a thrashin’ machine."
"But I know, daddy," Jess reminded. "Mother taught me, you remember, before I left home."
"Sure, she did, an’ she larnt ye well, too. She laid the timbers all right, keel, kilson, an’ all. But, skiddy-me-shins, if ye’r goin’ to carry all that Social Service sail, ye’ll be a mighty different craft from what ye’r mother planned. Ye sartinly won’t do fer ordinary home waters, let me tell ye that. Ye’ll need a darn more sea room than kin be found at Ash Pint."
"Certainly, daddy, that’s just it. I intend to go to some big city where the needs are great, and help to carry on social reform work."
"Ye do!" Abner’s hands dropped limp upon his knees, and a troubled expression overspread his wrinkled face. The merry twinkle left his eyes, and the wrinkles upon his bronzed forehead seemed to deepen. "Why, I thought ye was a-goin’ to stay home, Jess," he at length continued. "Ye’r ma an’ me was settin’ great store upon ye’r comin’ back, an’ castin’ anchor at Ash Pint."
"I couldn’t think of doing that, daddy. And besides, you have already said that I am not fitted for home waters, didn’t you? I certainly do need more sea room."
"But couldn’t ye take a reef or two in ye’r sail, Jess? There’s considerable social work to be done right here, so why not cruise around a while in this parish? I guess ye’ll find enough to keep ye busy fer a year or two at least."