Molly Brown's Freshman Days

eason why I feel that way is because when I am clothed in silk attire my soul is clothed in joy. Especially when there's dancing to follow. Button me up,

artistic fancy in rather theatrical clothes much too old for h

ly laughing. "You look like a charming and very youthful

hem. Next to black my bilious skin takes on a dazzling, creamy tint a

deed, dressed in black chiffon, from the fluffy folds

ght be going to the opera, she is so fine. She is wearing pink satin

tastes in most things rarely failed her, was the most suitab

village hack with Mary Stewart, holding her roses tenderly and

as to draw you this evening, Mo

covery of the morning. "Oh, Miss Stewart, what did Frances Andrews do last yea

not to-night. We want to enjoy ours

home at the school dances, because

when two guiders come together, I imag

minds: the attempt to set the gymnasium on fire that night. Nor was the rumor referred to by anyone

affair according to Molly's notions, who had never seen anything but small country dances usually given at the schoolhouse several miles from he

ddenly overgrown and awkward in the midst of this swirling mass of grace an

t first delightful waltz, it was nearly an hour before she c

y, as they dashed past each

party," Jessie Lynch confided to Molly while they rested a

oommates and friends are not enjoying it very much," she added ruefully, pointing to the galle

er expect Mabel to join this mad throng,

pose, and Nance is not fond of dancing, eithe

icians and from the other side of the sc

h the fantastic Empr

swer with a laugh. "But b

ay hastily, he

tion also and recognized

, glancing at her face, "yo

, trying to smile

ook amateurish. She and Nance had worked very hard over i

," went on Jessie generously. "Th

be such a sensitive plant, Jessie. One ought not to mind being called fantastic. It's not nearly so bad as being called-wel

monade, Molly. Your dress is sweet

for her assurances and she resolved to forget all about her dress. As she lingered in the corner, uncertain whethe

seniors are just outside and wa

y, joyfully. Fantastic, or not, she ha

Mary Stewart presently to a dozen august seniors

rse was just to make your acquaintance, and the other was to ask if you would do us a favor. We are going to have a living picture show Friday week for the benefit of the Students' Fund, and we wondered if you would pose in one of the p

it's too fantas

lue thing? Heavens,

form. She carried a megaphone in one hand and a book in the other. She was the official reader of her class, and now proceeded to recite through the megaphone all the best and most amusing material from "Jokes & Croaks." According to time honored custom, the jokes were greeted with applause and laughter, and the croaks with groans and laug

of notab

ot for turk

'Give m

n't give

rom Vermont o

and Molly for the first time realized t

fearfully for what was to come next. But the witticisms were all quite good-natured, even the last, which called forth so many merry groans that they

ocked me in

fastened u

out; Oh,

tting v

e ghosts of

r here a

out; Oh,

I die o

re rang a cl

was loud

eyes and cea

, I ween

e me one l

I ope t

pass the c

sittin

pass the

just pas

for the first time the girls felt that t

hman never realized until long afterwards, when she was a senior herself, what a nice thin