“That, my child, is the first real stirring of the spirit of Hilltop—loyalty. Oh, for the day when we are Seniors!” Sally yawned and stretched her white arms high above her head. “Think of it, Taffy, Seniors, our four!” she added drowsily, but this time Daphne was asleep.
[CHAPTER XV—Making Plans]
“Well, it would be a calamity anywhere else in the world, but nothing is ever bad at Hilltop.” Gwendolyn Matthews and Poppy were in the Twins’ room, and a crowd of girls were listening to what they had to say with flattering attention.
“Not even Thanksgiving away from home?” Prue demanded with a little pout.
It had just been decreed by Miss Hull and the faculty that there would be no Thanksgiving recess this year. Several cases of measles had broken out in the past week, and the school doctor had ordered a quarantine. Such a thing had never happened before, and the seniors were doing their best to cheer up the many disappointed girls. Gwen and Poppy had selected Twins’ room to go to first of all, for they were pretty sure that they would find a goodly number of the girls there.
“It’s only four days, Prue,” Poppy said consolingly, “and Miss Hull says we are to have a longer Christmas vacation to make up, besides no lessons for the four days now. You all must admit, that’s fair enough.”
“Of course, it’s fair,” Prue agreed readily; “but, well I had a very special engagement this Thanksgiving, and I hate to give it up.”
“I was going to visit Ann’s uncle,” Gladys said sadly, “and now, of course, I can’t.”
“Well, you will some other time,” Prue suddenly turned cheerful.
It is always so easy to make light of other people’s disappointments, particularly when you are comparing them with your own. They always seem small in comparison.