Judy of York Hill

as to get bac

standing in this very spot, she had clung desperately to Aunt Nell five short months ago. How different it was now! She

was Eleanor bringing Peggy Forrest to introduce to the newcomer. And as Judith ran across to her own house, she fe

e greeted her i

Judibus! Had

as looking f

old Sc

dith promptly, seizing her letters and making her way through the crowd

e was looking into Nancy's merry eyes and trying to answer three qu

sampled Aunt Nell's Christmas cake-thoughtfully provided for the occa

ad been down to New York with Phyllis Lovell, and you may be sure that Nancy and Judith were not behind the others in their accounts of "perfectly g

r. "I wonder how that new girl is getting on-I guess she's in our form when El

she whispered mysteriously, "Come on dow

bicles, but that was ages ago. Genevieve went to Miss Marlowe and said that Jane wanted to change her room, and may she please have Jane's room, as she hasn't been very well during the holidays and her mother doesn't want her t

pression, and blushed a little as she reme

er out-you remember how crazy she was about H

ephine decidedly, "but-my wor

l whose name she learned was Florence Newman. She smiled across at Florence in a friendly manner and said, "Did you know that we're going to dance afterwards-give me

on, but Florence felt less lonely and frightened. The "girl from Alberta" sounded friendl

rm Five. But she found Florence very quiet and unresponsive, and gradually the excitement of the

that the School was in good working form, but, judging from the conversation in the sitting-room a

tains, and as she kept the crew of the "Jolly Susan" well informed as to t

etition. After a long morning in the classroom they could hardly wait to get out to the rink to

nutes and watch the charming scene. "What lovely things girls are," she would murmur to herself as they flashed by in the

Aunt Nell says I have lost my stoop, so perhaps that's my reward instead of the cup, and I think I must have gained another f

, and there was lots of straw in the bottom of the sleigh. We packed into two big sleighs, and as soon as we got out into the country we sang songs, and tooted horns, and had an aw

committee a great deal of trouble. It grew and grew until they realized that they never could afford to feed such a large and hungry mob. Na

d coloured lanterns and a moonlight night, why not ask everybody; the House'll provide cocoa and

share of work to do. Sally May and her committee were responsible for decorating the supper-room, Peggy Forrest was to look after the coloured lanterns, Judith was to see that the smiling Italian and

with the lanterns, and down in the supper-room with the decorations, and then she was off to the housekeeper's room with a list of special reque

s to tackle the problem of how to deal with persistent petty cheating which remained undiscovered by the authorities. The Form Mistress may be a wise coun

and Five A went in to supper with a good appetite and the h

th gleefully, as she and Sally May waltzed on the ice, while Peggy was tur

anterns and the music of the hurdy-gurdy all combined to form a sc

e and there by a pool of coloured light, far away glittered the stars in a

alian was industriously grinding out, and they laughed and shouted and were perfectly happy. Judith had three "bands" with Nancy, and two with Catherine who looked exquisitely lovely, and what more could heart de

almost six weeks, and then quite

rveyed the dirty pond, which had once been a rink, "but it is

icult weeks of the year had now to be faced, for unless precautions were taken, sickness and mischief were bound to flourish in this in-between-seasons time. Wise Miss Meredith marshalled her forces and t

tes in the "Jolly Susan," burst into Judith's r

t an anonymous letter in the evening mail

d Josephine from the next room

"nobody knows who wrote it, and it was about Catherine." She pa

half-done, put down her br

bout Ca

her out of her room the other day, and on Wednesday evening, when we were dancing after evening prep.,

etter?" sa

ed and I can't remember it exactl

, Genevieve Singleton, she can't bear the si

ing and Peggy Forrest sa

shame?" asked Jo

that letter," said Nancy; "whoever did it,

very table. She was not long left in ignorance as to the fact that some of the girls thought that she herself had written the note in order to get rid of an unwelcome visitor, who was very diffi

and that Genevieve would be quite all right by to-morrow. However, next day Genevieve's

n't help wondering why she let the others see the note; but there is no use judging; I'd better go and say good-night to her." This last was

, she tapped at Genevieve's door and to her d

e, say you di

very girl within hearing distance was pricking up her ears. "Surely

me"-and she began to sob afresh. "I can't bear you to disli

prefect, and although annoyed with Genevieve, she wa

y any more," she added, sitting down on the edge of the bed, where to Genevieve's delight she sat and goss

san," Genevieve simply haunted Catherine's room, and on the f

h my essay for Miss Marlowe, and I dare say you have something to do," with a sarcasm not lost upon her hearers,

girl in the school expected most important news. Suddenly a little choking cry was heard, and Genevieve, who had taken out her letter and was standing at one side of th

on? Stay in your own part of the house.

and then crumpling the paper in her hands she ran to her room. Sympat

e. How sorry Catherine would be! How sorry she was

detective had suggested that jealousy must be the motive of the unknown writer, for most of the girls dismissed the suggestion that Catherine was the author. Some one else contributed the

evening many of the girls were convinced that Sally May, "who is absolutely devoted to Catherine,

the midst of South House like some omniscient and benevolent providence, decided that something mu

be accused by the others, it is time to clean up the matter. From what I know of Sally May, I cannot believe that she has written them.

on very special occasions, and this-"Well, this is too silly," said Patricia Caldwell, giggling. "Poor Cathy! its a pity you are so bewitching. I don't know how you will manage you

her peers and equals, but she really

special watch was to be kept on the mail-box. Two prefects were to make it their business to saunter past th

rather enjoyed the importance and the mystery. They realized, however, that