Polly's First Year at Boarding School

unded out of bed as the rising

ll be furious," she exclaimed to the four walls, "but I did intend t

s had suffered. The girls would come into study hours flushed with excitement, their blood tingling and

ee feet deep, the main hill where the girls coasted had been shoveled out, stamped down, and r

icicles hung from the porches of the school b

gingly from the corridor window on her way to Latin class, a cou

of the first," Lois whispered, catching

irst place, I haven't my Latin finished, and in the secon

nd you, there is no talking

. One never heard her com

e talking, I suppose, M

on't crawl, Miss Hale." And Polly sucked in he

too, Miss Hale

off down the corridor. Two minutes later she confronted th

day on my desk

ced Polly with deadly calm. "And

into the depths of her large pompadour. "And is there any other gi

nswered she

tin is not prepared? Don't

Hale," Polly answere

o you don't prepare Lati

reason I was unprepared.

rself if just at that moment Miss Hale had not lifted a restrain

s quite dreadful. Polly was no exception. She stamped her foot, threw her Latin bo

nt to Mrs. Baird. She did not know how thoroughly the Spartan disappro

that she learned her fate. It was in t

l and make up today's lesson, the advance lesson, and translate

"That means no coasting. I wish I could help you." Then putt

g at her eyes, "but if you stay here an

cking and again grinned joyously on the world. Together they went ou

my, by Miss F. Tilden-Brown, in

forsooth, and by Miss Tilden-Brown. Nothing a woma

instead of poor Polly. Latin all

oked tho

sweet temper," she muse

rs in her hand, crossed the Bridge of

" called

kimono and was in the act of b

," announced Polly in

o leave the room the demon in the Spartan prompted her to add: "Have you no

. Baird would wish it." And looking straight into M

t, after all, an entire afterno

he corridor, Lois

Lois asked. "We did miss you so; the co

o you again." Then as she saw her surprised look, she added, laughing:

stop thinking of Latin. For instance, contemplate the joys

tonight. Oh, that's too much. I

e. They had reached Polly's room b

ut if you're determined t

hing-lions, C?sar's ghost, or the whale that swallowed Jonah-rather than list

" Polly answered. "Th

Lois, "but then we're all will

Miss Tilden-Brown was expatiating on the evil results of tight lacing, th

with its blue-white rays. The silence was broken only by the crunch,

s your party, and we'll follow close

d Polly threw herse

icy that the runners made sparks as t

ught the rest of her own room. She had grown fearfully tired of M

ing at the big full moon and breathing the cool night air. Presently a joyous laugh rang

into a snow bank, thereby blocking the way for Polly and Lois, who

ull me out,

ame Lois' muffled tones.

rescue. Whose

Oh, l

was a

are the

ing they managed t

re not all killed,

for cutting,"

, isn't it?" Polly i

sequences. Wonder what part of the anatomy Miss Tilde

d the window. A few minutes later s

re have you been

"We cut the lecture," she added, nervously

ce and tell me about it," suggested Mrs.

ll she wanted to know. Polly's afternoon in the study hall, Betty's dislike for l

. I look to you as holding the position of wholesome examples in the school. Your fault tonight was

ned to go, she a

here will be no more

ck to the corridor. As Bett

describe Mrs. Baird and the nearest I can come to one is

olly. "I suppose there w

d Lois, "but, cricky, I wo

heard the rest of the girls trooping out of

Baird were alone in the faculty

end a girl to the breaking point, you are surprised that she

are very different," Mi

ad of the school," Mrs. Baird reminded her,

le stammered, rather lamely. "I

Baird sank into a big

but I can't help loving them for wanting to coast instead of listening