'Don't give yourself away, my dear,' answered Evelyn. 'We can all guess now.'
The next paper was headed 'Mary Hirst.'
'There was a wild schoolgirl named Hirst,
Who of all the bad pupils was worst,
Till she started to cram
For the Cambridge exam.,
And, to everyone's surprise, came out first.'
'I hope that's a true prophecy,' laughed Mary, who was studying hard for the Senior Local.
'This writing is not very clear,' said Lilian, unfolding another slip and reading: 'Peggy.'
'There was a young lady named Peg,
Who was terribly strong in the leg:
With the boys in a race
She could set her own pace;
But pray do not name it, I beg.'
'That's your own, Lilian,' said the astute Kathleen, 'for you said the writing was hard to make out, and yet you read it straight off, quite glibly.'
'You may guess as you like, but I shan't tell,' replied the president sternly.
The fourth paper was described 'Herr Frühl.'
'There was an old German named Frühl,
Who a respirator wore as a rule.
When the weather was bad,
Oh, his temper was sad,
Till we wished he were muzzled in school.'