Molly Brown's Junior Days

r of fact the old Queen's circle had been somewhat restricted, having narrowed down to less than a dozen; whereas no

of Indian summer Molly loved to walk. It was not such a popular place as she had imagined with the Quadrangle girls, a

ought a few quiet moments in the cloistered walk. It was a half hour before closing-up time, but she would

e cloisters on which the studies of some of the faculty opened. That afternoon she carried her volu

sed damoze

gold bar

re deeper t

s stille

ee lilies i

in her hair

e reached the end of the walk she turned mechanically

he girlish lines of her figure. Her eyes seemed never more serenely, deeply blue than now, and her hair, disordered from the tam o'shanter she had pulled off and tossed onto a stone bench, made a fluffy auburn frame about her face. Molly was by no means beautiful from the standpoint o

ing a verse, she closed her eyes and repeated it to herself. Opening her eyes between verses, she encountered the amused gaze of Professor Edwi

d Molly, with

ve walked more heavily. It's unkind to steal

uilty act. After all, it was the professor who had introduced her to that poem and given her the book l

rangle?" he asked. "Are y

hands in the exces

is perfect. Our rooms are beautiful, and a sitting roo

hted by a beaming, radiant smile. Then he thrust his hands into his

f the workers inside the h

?" he asked. "Forgive my mentioning it, but I felt an int

ll a secret with the agent-paid cash. They rarely do, mother says, and the money is usually spent in driblets before you realize it. Mr. Richard Blount expects to

ood crop this year?" asked

and sent away. Several of them were sent to mothe

essor, fingering somethi

s smooth as velvet all summer until the drought came and dried it brown. I used to go there summer mornings and lie in a hammock and read. I didn't think any one would care. There's no harm in attachin

or cleared

und sloped slight

never goes dry and there is a little basin in one place we used to call 'the birds' bath tub.' Such birds you never im

, Miss Brown. It must have been hard

still look at it and even walk under the trees. No one minds. And see what I have

ke in on this ple

ve been looking f

ppeared hasteni

tched the advanc

found me, what do

ce in his voice. She had a notion that

ou criticized for me last week, and

without a word and thrus

ly

he said. "It must be

ench facing her cousin, who still

y to be lingering here, Judith?" he

for you a moment ago,"

lked on the other s

your rooms?" he

ave something on which to vent her angry mood. "Thank heavens, this is my last year. I detest Welling

ly, unable to endure this l

misfortunes," interposed the professor, who himsel

ad of at college," said Molly, feeling s

One of her friends in prosperity at the Beta Phi House had turned a cold shoulder on her th

d on Moll

she said. "You had

in nothing, and always lose something, by giving way like this? Denouncing and

I'm working for?" she

of us proposes to get it in the same way, but all of us propose to reach th

at would give you happiness?" Ju

sed a moment, the

of old trees, where I could work in peace. I have always f

y sm

of my orchard

professor, "and the grass must always be thick and green, exc

clock bell

two red apples from his pocket an

k door and stood politely a