Marjorie Dean College Freshman

f disappointment. A glance out of a window on the opposite side of the car had proved reassuring. O

low-tone exclamation over her shoul

consciously they drew together in a compact, little bunch, somewhat as a quintette of homeless kittens might hav

been pounced upon by a group of their friends and whisked off the platform. At the right of them a tall, dignified girl in glasses was shaking hands warmly with three welcoming friends. She looked as tho

und them, the more it became enforced upon them th

th a degree of sarcasm that bespoke her contempt for everything

." Muriel Harding shrewdly surveyed the scene b

s extremely sarcastic just then. I'll have to try again." The fact of being ignored by t

is Wayland Hall and it is on the campus. We can find a taxicab easily enough.

rt thou?" declaimed Marjorie, the ti

at minus welcome. Fortunately we are neither children n

set of stone steps at the back of the platform which formed an exit from the station premises. In order to reach the steps they had to wind their way in and out of the gro

to the railroad company, were drawn up in the open space behind the station. Selecting the first one

m in high spirits. Marjorie noted as the car glided by her that the girl at the wheel was particularly attractive. Even a passing

tell you one thing and that isn't two," Jerry paused impressively, "they need reforming badly. But don't you ask me to tack

Lucy Warner looked almost pleased at the prosp

okouts have been at the head of things so much in Sanford High that it hurts to be passed by entirely. Besides, I wish to like colle

tonneau of the machine, three on the main seat and two occupying the small chair-like stoo

concerned at the utter lack of courtesy which had been accorded them. It brushed Veronica least of all. Her experience of the previous year had made her case-harden

lege to forego hospitality. Why, you will recall, Ronny, Miss Archer was telling us that one of the oldest traditions of Hamilton was 'Remember the stranger within thy gates.' I thought that so be

ival at Hamilton, on the five-fifty train, of the following galaxy of shining stars: Veronica Browning Lynne, Millionairess; Lucy Eleanor Warner, Valedictorian, i. e., extra brilliant; Muriel Harding, Howling Beauty and Basketball Artist; Marjorie Dean,

uded, then giggled softly as the absu

re that nobody has cared enough for us to show us the ordinary co

at my dinner, provided the doors of Wayland Hall aren't slammed in our faces. By the way, what do

the presence of luxury. Against the vivid green of the grass, scarlet sage flaunted its gorgeous color in carefully laid out bed or border. Cannas, dahlias and caladiums lent tropical effect to middle-state topography. Here and there the early varieties of garde

he houses were growing farther apart and more after the fashion of country estates. There were immense sweeps of velvety lawn, shaded by trees large and small of nume

avishly along their route. "The Hamilton bulletin says the college is a little over two miles from the station. These beautiful country houses, that we hav

" supplemented Marjorie. "It said so little about this Brooke Hamilton. I would have liked to know more of his history. He must have been a true gentleman

egretted Jerry, the irrepressible. "Now you needn't be shocked

amation from Lucy centered all

ative, Hamilton campus has a peculiar, living charm of its own that perhaps none other has ever possessed. It is not that its thick short grass grows any greener than that of other campuses. Stil

t of land that is not necessary to the picture formed by natural beauty and intensified by intelligent landscape-gardening. Even

n an awed voice. The majesty of

rshipping eyes. "My own dear West is wonderful, but there is something about this that touches one's heart. I

on. She was meeting for the first time one that would later be her stea