E-text prepared by Roger Frank
and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team
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A SONG-CALENDAR
BY A. L. C.
I
| “When blood of autumn Runs warm and red In all the branches Over head— Sing clear bright sunshine, And tender haze, Sing glad beginning Of College Days! |
II
| “When pines and spruces Are bowed with snow, When ponds are frozen And keen winds blow— Sing cozy corners Or jingling sleighs, Sing work or frolic Of College Days! |
III
| “When comes sweet April, With soft slow rain, And earth has broken Her frozen chain— Sing low shy birdnotes, And woodland ways, Sing mirth and music Of College Days! |
IV
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“When June days linger,
And warm winds blow
O’er fields of daisies
Adrift like snow—
Sing sad leave-takings
And tender praise
Of all the mem’ries
Of College Days!” —Vassarion, ’95. |
Cordial acknowledgment is due to the editors of the Youth’s Companion for their courteous permission to reprint in the following chapters of college life the episodes entitled respectively “Wanted: a Friend,” and “Her Freshman Valentine.”
SHE HID HER FACE AGAINST MARTHA’S DRESS
BEATRICE LEIGH at COLLEGE
A STORY FOR GIRLS
By JULIA A. SCHWARTZ
Author of
“Elinor’s College Career” etc.
Illustrated by
EVA M. NAGEL
The Penn Publishing Company
PHILADELPHIA MCMVII
Copyright 1907 by The Penn Publishing Company
Contents
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| I | Bea’s Roommate | [9] |
| II | Enter Robbie Belle | [35] |
| III | A Question of Economy | [59] |
| IV | Her Freshman Valentines | [81] |
| V | The Giftie Gie Us | [92] |
| VI | A Wave of Reform | [115] |
| VII | Four Sophomores and a Dog | [145] |
| VIII | Classes in Manners | [172] |
| IX | This Vain Show | [198] |
| X | Consequences | [214] |
| XI | A Girl to Have Friends | [231] |
| XII | An Original in Math | [255] |
| XIII | Just This Once | [283] |
| XIV | Classmates | [299] |
| XV | Victory | [321] |
Illustrations
| PAGE | |
| She Hid Her Face Against Martha’s Dress | [Frontispiece] |
| Lila Stood Staring Out at the Snow | [28] |
| “Anything New?” | [74] |
| “Oh, Thank You; I Don’t Want Anything to Eat” | [98] |
| We Handed Over Five Dollars Apiece | [204] |
| She Waved an Open Letter In Her Hand | [280] |
| She Held Both Hands, Smiling | [306] |
Beatrice Leigh at College