A Dixie School Girl

of an empress. One of the old girls declared that all she lacked was a crown and sceptre, and the new ones who entered that office to b

r, hollow-eyed worn-out woman who had opened its doors to the budding girlhood of the land nearly thirty years before. She was now a well-rounded, stately woman

y had ever seen. Her companion was tall, slight, graceful, distinguished. A little aristocrat from the top of her raven black hair to the tips of her daintily shod feet was Aileen Norman and though only sixteen, she was the one girl in the school who could hold Miss Woodhull within the limits of absolute courtesy under all circumstances. Although descended from New England's finest stock, Miss Woodhull also possessed her full share of the New Englander's nervous irritability which all the good breeding and discipline ever brought to bear can never wholly eradicate. Her sarcasm

main building, Sally's eyes were snapping, and her head wagging ominously; Aileen's cheeks were even a deeper tint than they ordinarily were, and her head was held a littl

d had come back this year it would have been all well and good, but to put a perfect stranger in that room is a pure and simple outrage. Why we haven't eve

ch enrages me. It seems to me we might have some voice in the choice of a room-mate after being in the school three years. There are a dozen in our class from which we could choose the third girl if we've got to have her

? the stubborn old thing! Just 'a girl from Sprucy Branch will share your suite this year. She arrived last evening and has already arranged her things in A of Suite 10.' A of course! The very nicest of the three bedrooms opening out of that study and

se it would take just mighty little to make me beat it for the stables, mount Apache, habit or no habit, and do those thirty-five miles between this luck-forsaken place and Woodbine in just about four hours, and that is allowing something for the moun

ry deliberately uttered speech, though she had not moved a hair's breadth upon her bench, nor had she changed her position. Her head w

and for a moment both girls were speechless. It was Sally who saved the day by s

o be our r

. And from your conversation, which I couldn't very well help overhearing, you two seem

had been pretty steadily brushed the wrong way, and it was an entirely new experience for her. Add to this a good dose of home

rsisted Sally, while Aileen dropped dow

laconic if unco

o death!" exclaimed Sally, spinning about to hug Aileen rapturously. This sudden change of

pivoted towa

you all my life! And you know me just as

overwhelms me,"

who felt it was about time she came in for t

at? She was Sarah Wirt then. Why I think it's too lovely for words! And we were just as mad as fury when we started out to hunt up the new girl we had to room with this year and here you aren't a new girl at all but one we've always known. Why I'm so tickled I'm foolish. Hug me Aileen or

but we were pretty well stirred up over the idea of having to begin junior year with someone we didn't know after having had th

u from Eve, and I'm sorry if I seemed to. The truth is I was lonely and homesick and just ready to

d her back. She's trying to make herself solid with the Empress because she thinks she will succeed to her honors when the high and mighty lady retires. But she's harmless because all her airs and graces are veneer. Give her one good scratch some day and you'll see how thin the veneer really is. But come on

and I love French. And besides, we mean to band together to fight for our rights and down oppression," asserted this young Jacobin, as arm in arm all three made their way to the