It was the anniversary of his wedding day , too . Nice , tasty time to pick for it , was n't it ? And , of course , that poor Leslie had to be the one to find him . She went into the parlor that morning , singing , with some fresh flowers for the vases , and there she saw her father hanging from the ceiling , his face as black as a coal . It was something awful , believe ME ! '' `` Oh , how horrible ! '' said Anne , shuddering . `` The poor , poor child ! '' `` Leslie did n't cry at her father 's funeral any more then she had cried at Kenneth 's . Rose whooped and howled for two , however , and Leslie had all she could do trying to calm and comfort her mother . I was disgusted with Rose and so was everyone else , but Leslie never got out of patience . She loved her mother . Leslie is clannish -- her own could never do wrong in her eyes . Well , they buried Frank West beside Kenneth , and Rose put up a great big monument to him . It was bigger than his character , believe ME ! Anyhow , it was bigger than Rose could afford , for the farm was mortgaged for more than its value . But not long after Leslie 's old grandmother West died and she left Leslie a little money -- enough to give her a year at Queen 's Academy . Leslie had made up her mind to pass for a teacher if she could , and then earn enough to put herself through Redmond College . That had been her father 's pet scheme -- he wanted her to have what he had lost . Leslie was full of ambition and her head was chock full of brains .
She XXXXX to Queen 's , and she took two years ' work in one year and got her First ; and when she came home she got the Glen school .
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