Grace Harlowe's Junior Year at High School / Or, Fast Friends in the Sororities

dear old High School!" exclaimed Grace Harlowe, as she entered t

" said Jessica Bright. "We are a notch higher, too. We're actually juniors. This locker-

Anne Pierson philosophically. "Everything is bound to change in this world, you kno

e, who immediately recognized the quotation as coming from a tiny "Marcu

d critically surveyed the final effect. "We had a stormy enough time last year, goodness knows. Really, girls, it is hard to belie

plied Grace. "Miriam is a perfect dear now, and is

ng this year," said Jessica. "There isn't a disturbing elem

," called Grace delightedly, and rushed ov

of fresh, young voices. Coats of tan were compared and newly acquired freckles deplored, as

r, became the firm friends of Anne Pierson, the brilliant young girl who won the freshman prize offered each year to the freshmen by Mrs. Gray. The reader will recall the repeated efforts of Miriam Nesbit, aided by Miss Leece, the algebra teacher, to disgrace Anne in the eyes

ition as captain of the basketball team, being aided in her plan by Julia Crosby, captain of the junior team, against whom the sophomores had engaged to play a series of three games. Grace's brave rescue of Julia

he escaped lunatic, who imagined himself to be Napoleon Bonaparte, wer

nt to its summons, the girls moved slowly out of the locker-room and down t

r desk, serene and smilin

s they neared their seats. "Let's go up and see her when

ts left by the graduates, and the other classes moving up accordingly. The first day of school amounted to really nothing further than being assigned to one's seat and getting used to

reshmen, direct from the Grammar Schools, sat on the front seats looking a trifle awed at the idea of bein

o had won the freshman prize the previous June. The latter looked as helpless and friendless as when Grace first saw her step up on the platform to rec

among the sophomores? What is her name? I can't remember." Then, folding the paper, she tossed it to Anne, who nodded

the name, who sat with her hands meekly folded on her desk, listening to Miss Thom

straightforward and honorable in all your dealings, girls; so that when the day comes for you to receive your diplomas and bid Oakdale High School farewell, you can do so with the proud consc

as the bulletins of the various subjects have just been posted, and will undoubtedly undergo some changes. It would be advisable, however, to arrange as speedily as p

places reserved for the first class, while the freshmen looked visibly relieved at having any place at all to call their own. Immedia

etry and English reading, as they could be together for these classes, but the rest was not so easy, for Nora, who loathed history, was obliged to take ancient history to complete her his

can you bear to think of cutting up live

ything alive for all the world. The girls did dissect crabs and lobsters, and even ra

hat reassured, "I'm glad

"Now we want one more. Are any of you go

ded Grace and J

'm going to learn just as much a

fferent. Five studies aren't any

nion of your ability, Anne," said Grace,

comfort," murmured Anne

n that fourth subject

ch a beautiful language," said a soft vo

autifully straight and slender. Her hair was jet black and lay on her forehead in little silky rings, while she had the bluest eyes the girls had ever seen. Her features

ion made the slang phrase sound like the purest English. "I have just been with your principal in her office. She told me t

. "I suppose you are going to enter our school, are you not? Let me introduce you to my fr

Harlowe. Will yo

ased a quaint old house in the suburbs called 'Heartsease.' My aunt fell quite in love with it, so perhaps we

e girls in chorus. "Do y

curiously. "Is there an

on we are interested is because we know the

ainty, little, old creature? She looks like a Dresden shepherd

o dearly that we never think of her as being old." There had

nded Miss Savell, quickly divining that Anne was not

her favorite brother, who willed it to her when he died. She has always kept it in repair. Even the furniture has not

ept up a correspondence for ever so long. It w

Margaret Nevin?"

d Eleanor, apparently mystified. "'Thi

irls laugh

he tends to all her correspondence. I suppose you have written

d Anne. "Her name is

eanor, abruptly changing the subject.

it. Our green and callow days are over, and we h

ith you girls. Don't say you don't want me, for I have made up my mi

responded Grace. "I hope you will soon be one of us. Did M

, so I'm pretty well up in mathematics and English. I can speak French, German, Italian and Spanish

dmiringly. "I hope you pass, I'm sure. Perha

ut, really, I've bothered you long enough. I must go back to your principal and announce myself ready to meet my fate. I

lmost perfect teeth, she walked quickly down the long room

h she'd known us all her life, and we never set eyes on her un

has decided she likes us, and that settles it," said Grace, smiling. "W

She seems charming. She must be awfully cl

t?" quer

y, only let's proceed slowly with her, t

y. "Let's hurry. You know we promised to

full of the new girl, who had so suddenly appeared in their midst