Jane Allen, Junior

invaded confused brains and stood out like a corporal of the guard

th Stearns' bed across the room from her own. But still Jud

te in tone until the last was almost a shout. Then Judith's hand moved to Jane's slipper on her own (Judith's) forget-me-nots, the

she mutter

. "Ever hear that l

volume (in point of scope) that she sprang over the neighboring bed and swooped down on Jane's hat box! Her black

hat it will hardly serve as a divan. Still, I am glad you are up. Do you

I was having a fast set of tennis with adorable Jack St. John-Sanzie they call him. Have I told you about him, Jan

o get interested in boy tennis just now. We must forget-" proclaimed Jane in tones so dramatic a poet calendar on the wall trembled in the vocal wave

th, "forget is the wor

y clock on a shelf of

should not be clutte

first day. Glad the others on this

e awake now, and presently, after dressing and patting herself and belongings into place, she confronted Jane with this: "I h

e. "And to think that I, in any way, should

th around the word, "but we have nothing to do with that. She doesn't belong among the juniors, and just leave it to little Judy to steer her off. Don't go trying any uplift; just cut her dead and watch her wilt. From

I would have to play fairy godmother to that-that 'hoodlum.'

t breakfast bell. Smile now and disappoint the horde. They think you have been crossed in lov

a down scale, that rippling crescendo, and Judith n

d even scientifically marked out to make the round year's schedule complete. Jane and Judith, juniors, with a reputation made i

not find a true reason for the haunting fear that seemed to follow her in the

definite shape. Jane and her contingent were leaving the study h

egated georgette. This as a school frock! At first glance Jane almost recoiled,

er," whispered

rced a folded slip of paper into it. Then, with a mocking smile that ran into an audible sneer, she turned and sped awa

ke good-naturedly. "I hope you are not doin

ked Inez Wilson, doing a few skips an

?" demanded the aristocratic Nettie Brocto

ne. It's her angel face," and Judith playfully stroked the cheek into which streaks of b

e of that I must respect her confidence." The crumpled note

, but the advent of Dozia Dalton

z, our dangerous adversary of last year, runs the beaut

. "Do you actually mean to say she has set

zia. "Who would dare trust a live

said Velm

from Ma

added Inez Wilson, twisting her fea

's violet gaze--" This was too much even for staid juniors and the race that followed almost justified Shirley's much criticised romp. With this difference: Wellington Hall was now out of the sh

ver the pleasure grounds had not been crowded. It might be for tennis, or e