Molly Brown's Freshman Days

ass of 19-, Margaret Wakefield of Washi

ave been accused of electioneering for herself, and yet she made a

y had observed good naturedly. "She could make a real inauguration speech

tion just as easily as if she were

sy, either," adde

And yet Nance had written a theme on "Home," which was so well done that she had been highly complimented by Miss Pomeroy, who had read it alo

about the new class

ngs," continued Judy. "She wishes to divide the class

for what?" d

ys. It's to be called 'The Woman's Franchise Club,' and she wishes to establish by-laws and resolutions and a number of other things that are Greek to me, for 'the political body corporate.'

ms dramatically while her voice rose

hings to enjoy first. Besides, it will be four years before I reach the voting age, and by that time

er, because it takes it all off our shoulders. Whenever there's a speech to be made or anything publ

to join the debatin

ly; "but I do hate to pin myself down. Su

nt sailing up the walk. She's going the rounds now, I suppose, an

nd smiled politely, and the girls had just time to settle among themselves what they w

nd carried a business-like small-sized suit

ctly how you stand on the woman's suffrage question. Now, don't be afraid to be frank about it, and speak your minds. Of course, I'm sure

he almost upset the little three-legg

eel on the su

nce cleared her throat and Jud

Excuse me while I get a sweater,

rgaret. You see, I was brought up in the country, and I ha

ittle suit case. "Read these two pamphlets and you'll get the gist of the entire subject clearly and concise

but she felt certain it would offend Margaret deeply not to be taken seriously, and

stion?" continued Margaret, who seemed to have

President of a Woman's Suffrage Association, and she spends most of her t

Anna Oldham, the famous c

ed her hea

r life and titles. She is president of two big societies and an officer in five others. It's all in this little book called 'Famous Club Women in America and England.' Dear me,"

n her curious,

something, Margaret," she said, "

to every one, I suppose. Mince pie and I have been s

. I learned to write on the typewriter so I could copy my mother's speeches. I've been usher at club conventions and page at committee meetings. I've distributed hundreds of badges with 'Votes for Women' printed on them. I had to make a hundred copies of mother's speech on 'The

girl and exceedingly well-bred, leaned over a

u will be very welcome, girls," she said; "but you don't want to overdo anything in life, you know, and if there are things that interest you more than Woman's Suffrage you oughtn't to sacrifice yourselves. People shou

quietly and c

t to look at Nance, but wishing at the same time that h

ers. It's much too glorious to stay indoors. Nance, can't you do your theme after supper? Molly, yo

as always glad of a good excu

ried Molly wi

tea basket," went on Judy

Nance, now fu

oon. Parties of girls came swinging past, who had been on long tramps through the woods and over to the distant hills which formed a blue and misty background to the lovely rolling country. The lake was dotted with canoes and

arently she knew everything that happened at college. "They are g

ce she had accepted Frances Andrews' offer, and several of the sophomores had been to see her to ask he

ted. "It's wilder and much prettier," and she led t

"Round Head," which the girls proceeded to climb. From this eminence could be seen a widespreading panorama of hills and valleys, litt

thlessly and Judy put

ould boast of such a possession. She filled the little kettle from the bottle of water she had taken the precaution to bring along, and they sat down in

Judy, indicating the figure of a man

t a tramp," exclai

suredly look like a wanderer of some kind. He was dressed in an old suit of rough gray, wore an old felt hat and carried a staff like a pilgrim. The girls sat quite still and said nothing. There had been a sile

, leaning on his staff, his hat under his

them and looking at Molly, whom he knew be

mp," answered Molly; "

ence, Miss Brown?"

fallen on the coffee stain. "Why doesn't he have it cleaned off?" sh

"Perhaps we can give you a cup of t

oaming the hills all day, he said, and he was tired and thirsty

t Exmoor College, ten miles over, and was to walk across the valley to the rendezvous, and I was to conduct him safely to my rooms for supper. He was afra

en he catches a glimpse of us waitin

m," replied the professor. "We'l

t that afternoon, although she herself was much dissatisfied with her appearance. Her auburn hair had almost slipped down her back. Her blue linen shirtwaist was decidedly blou

lways felt an inexplicable shyness in the presence of men,

bashful brother make the acquaintance of three charming college girls, Judy, ev

chuckling to himself, as he watched his youthf

shouted, making a

nk you," Dodo trumpeted back. "I h

ld not keep f

ike that," exclaimed Molly. "We'll start

ce of ladies that afternoon, very attractive ladies at that, of George's own age, with simple, unaffected manne

nning a little way down the hillsi

vergrown youth, with large hands and feet, and when he stood in their midst, holding his cap nervously in

which study she liked best. At last the spirit of George emerged from its shy retreat, and he forgot to feel self-conscious or afraid. They rose, packed the tea things and started back. And

ot, Miss Oldham?" observed the Pro

bbed boyish hand, and signed "George Green," inviting the three girls to ride over to Exmoor on the

d these young ladies exp