Betty Lee, Senior

had changed most of all since his summer at camp. All at once Dick seemed to have grown up and to be as old as his twin, who had shown an earlier maturity. He was rather heady and important upon his

some time together in arguing over camp matters, or

, in the same old scramble

ee, "that Betty might be mor

chool. Amy Lou's active little figure had already disappeared around the corner as she hurried off to the grade sc

ht frocks and had taken great pains with their toilets; and Bet

they would catch the street car. Mr. Lee sometimes drove them to school; but this morning he was working out something at home b

le, as she linked her arm in that of her husband and smiled up at him. "Betty is a little more dressed up than usual, Father, I

No further explan

school," reflectively added Betty's mother.

e wants to do," finished Mr. Lee,

d I; but by this time we have found out that there is no way of settling

as sometimes and is more impulsive-ready to try anything new. And Dick-I shall have to be a good father this year and keep an eye upon what companio

, rather dismayed. "Get us an

school pupils, sitting and standing. Ignorant of their parents' plans for oversight, they were naturally and properly filled

so loyal, had made her entirely at home there. Now their classes had the opportunity to lead and give tone to affairs. In some respects they must show what they could do. This morning, taking their places in the large, central senior section was th

d in Betty's small group of friends, deliberately stepped back at the row of seats toward the front that was vacant, and gently pu

ood that the boys had the right half of the senior section; the girls, the left. But the girls were pushing into the seats behind her, so with no choice

me go in first!" Betty paused a li

grace to change expression as she said,

n in a seat not quite midway, only to hop up again as she saw that the

ective suit, better looking than ever. Jack Huxley came toward Betty, stopped in

said he in fri

the seat and rose again to wait till the principal was ready to lea

en was asking questions on the other side of Car

acation, Betty

ice," repl

hat I saw you, did

mory of that experience at his birthday party and of her necessary frankness to him about it late

were just leaving when you drove up. I knew some of your

Of course I wasn't looking for any one that I k

out and snapping a pictur

re thinking of moving here. Then we were together in a lot of fun in Maine; Kathryn and I motored to Boston with them, and I never knew at all that Mr. Penrose was conside

decided and not talking

y in New York, too full of his own affairs to listen to my

ad always tried to be as friendly to Jack

ard her and said, "You're a peach, Betty Lee. I've forgiven you." He said

lyn; but a hush fell over the assembly and

something good about being at work. You were gettin

d after games, a group of the reunited seniors were gathered. On a grassy elevation, heels dug into t

s that they know how to play by this time and you're not in danger of h

"Did I ever hit you when I

excited when you're learning

at her recent opponent. "But I don't care. I can play

do more than give Carolyn a smiling loo

d as Betty moved toward the girls, near at hand, Mary Emma said softly to Carolyn, "Remember, Carolyn, that we simply must have Betty as President of the

couldn't do it any

uld get it herself, but she might fix it up so Betty couldn't divide the vote and-you kno

islike Bett

ays been jea

r Lucia Coletti is coming back or not

ollard have a good deal of influence with the sorority girls. I sometimes think

who selected a grassy seat and dropped down to join their friends. "Can

tty. "I was thinking about that j

ms to me Lyon High needs most anyth

not a sorority and not exactly secret; but just to get tog

ret ca

ention at all. "We could have it a hiking club or a swim

Carolyn, as sarcastically as generous

eading together," suggested Mar

do, and anyhow we've this grand senior year together. Besides, what's the matter with taking a book along if we go on a picnic together and having-Carolyn, who is so so enthusiast

pretty name like that would be least revea

led up Mother at noon about something very important-a change in my schedule, and she told me that a letter from

ng to Carolyn about Lucia," said Mary Emma. "Do call u

seniors. Let's make up a senior song of our own a

You wouldn't really have such

to read poetry to us

ch would be worse

hey left the grounds. "By the way, Betty," said she, "wasn't it terribly dramatic and w

tain dismay at this speech from Mary Emma. "Gwendolyn Penros

and when he finally took it in, he was by himself, I suppose, though the boys would never make a big story of it anyhow. But you must be careful, Mary Emma, not to tell

ow. I promised Gwen I wouldn't. And isn't Gwen Penrose an addition to

do you think? We may move, the first of the month to a whole house instead of an apartment. Father and Mother are looking, to dec

knowing about it that did, "the facts were to be kept from Mrs. Sevilla and