A Sweet Girl Graduate

el. Yes, I know all that you are thinking, but you need not speak; I did not want to speak the first time I came to

ined with the richness of the many shafts of colored light coming from the magnificent windows, gave

her hand for a moment and the

ve the choir. They could read out of the college

he doors between the chapel and ante-chapel were sh

d chapel can scarcely be surpassed. The boys send up notes clear and sweet as nightingales into the fretted arches of the roof; the men's deeper notes swell the music until it breaks on the ea

omething happened which changed her. Then Sunday after Sunday two lovely girls used to walk up the aisle side by side. The verger knew th

eople said, did not care to sit in the old seat without her. They said she missed her fr

d stall to-day more than one person

drooping plume of feathers; her dress was very rich and dark; her fair

building, she forgot all her sorrow; her voice rose with the other singers, clear, sweet and high.

ral at Exeter, but year after year this desire of hers had been put off and put off, and this was the first ti

ut not grander than the sea. The sea accompanies al

el. Several other St. Benet girls had come to the afternoon service. Among th

Maggie and Prissie, when a tall, dark young man came hastily forward, bowed

e said. "Are you coming

ou my friend, Miss Peel. Mis

said a courteous word to her and th

on be dusk; a wintry light was over everything. Rosalind Merton and Miss Day followed behind. Maggie, who was alway

for a moment at a certain corner. Maggie said something to Annie Day and introduced Mr. Hammond

know. You had much bet

matter-of-fact voice. "Miss Oliphant has

care to be in the-

nly flashed

he nodded to Rosalind; her eyes were full of an angry f

o talk desperately to Mr. Hammond. Her tone was flippant; her silvery laughter floated in the air. Pris

Marshall, a pretty old lady, with white hair, came forward to receive them. Maggie was swept away amid fervent embraces and handshakes to the ot

very gentle manner. Prissie began to lose her shyness; s

freedom from care, the mixture of study with play, the pleasant social life, all combine to make young women both healthy and wise. Ah, my love, we le

d the color rushed into her cheeks. Mrs

nother cup of tea- and some cake, Helen- some of that nice cake you made yesterday

wants, was introduced to her, and,

nt," said Mrs. Marshall. "She will

I know any one with such a beautiful face. You ought to be

know that I am. I am not even

oke. We were glad, we were delighted, because Maggie- dear Maggie- has had no great friends lately. Now,

hall was very slight and graceful; she piloted Prissie here and there without disturbing any one's arrangements.

ight of the lovely flowers. She forgot herself and made eager exclamations of ecstasy. H

here," she said. "We have got such exquisite maidenhairs

was not large; they had almost reached the end when a girl stood up suddenly and confronted them. The girl was Maggi

passing jest, and hurried past

t all interest in both ferns and flowers. The look of misery

n Marshall, who had not not

am," answer

ssie still could see nothing but Miss Oliphant'

denly mad

y creature as Maggie?" she

m Geoffrey Hammond stood. Her laugh rang out clear and joyous; her smile was li