Grace Harlowe's Second Year at Overton College

outshine all its predecessors was paramount in almost every sophomore breast. Of course, there were the digs, who never thought of festivities, but spent all their

strange and gorgeous array. There were the masses of evergreen so convenient for hiding unsightly gymnasium apparatus, which made the gymnasium a veritable forest green. Strings of Japanese

man sisters. When it came to sofa cushions and draperies they had surren

! I have scratched and bruised them handling those evergreens. My dress is a sight, too," she added, pointing first to the green stains that decorated her wh

iam. "You can't be a working woman and

ne Thayer, who had come up in ti

been winding about a post. "I can't see the gym. clock from here. It is so swathed in green boughs and dec

k," informed Gertrude, glancing at

"I can't stay here another minute. I hav

aven't seen either of you lately

"I haven't seen Ruth for over

nged expression. As she straightened up her surprised gray eyes met Arline's defiant blue o

e shortly. "I don't k

ned her face away to hide the smile that hovered about her lips. Meanwhile, Gertrud

red Emma Dean. "I'm going home to beautify myself for the great moment when

n span new pair of scissors. I think it is high time to leave this place. I'm not on the reception committee, 'tis true, but I have weighty matters to consider and am on the verge of a

laughing at?" dema

ng to offend Gertrude, she said hastily, "What she said was extre

ir separate ways. Anne, Grace, Miriam, Elfreda an

d Grace, who walked behind Anne. "I

Arline answered you," s

ust go to-morrow afternoon, Anne. We'll take Ruth to Vinton's for d

'll take charge of Ruth and

w," called Elfreda derisively. The two quickened their steps. The three g

them, Anne,"

aughed Anne. "Run ahe

the, slender young woman who ran like a hunted deer. She soon passed her friends and running

o?" quizzed Elfreda, with open admiration. "If I could

ace. "Have you seen to your flowers for your freshman? I ordered pink ros

for Miss Wilton,

season for them. Instead, the Anarchist will flourish a nosegay of blood-re

hing but a chivalrous

m going to eat my dinner post haste. I want to get dressed and practice my bow before the mirror ere I enter the sacred precincts of her majesty's boudoir. Then I shall sweep into her domicile, arrayed in all my glory

remind you just then,

race. "She looked

," stated Elfr

itation of him just the