| The Stream Of Girls Descended | [Frontispiece] |
| “Here Are Some Perfectly Elegant Mushrooms” | [76] |
| “Oh, I Beg Your Pardon” | [132] |
| “I Do Care About Having Friends Like You,” She Said. | [170] |
| “Well, We’ve Found Our Shylock,” He Said. | [224] |
| The Girls Watched Her in Bewilderment | [318] |
| “Ladies, Behold the Preceptress of the Kankakee Academy” | [370] |
Betty Wales, Senior
CHAPTER I
“BACK TO THE COLLEGE AGAIN”
“Oh, Rachel Morrison, am I too late for the four-ten train?”
Betty Wales, pink-cheeked and breathless, her yellow curls flying under her dainty lingerie hat, and her crisp white skirts held high to escape the dust of the station platform, sank down beside Rachel on a steamer trunk that the Harding baggage-men had been too busy or too accommodating to move away, and began to fan herself vigorously with a very small and filmy handkerchief.
“No, you’re not late, dearie,” laughed Rachel, pulling Betty’s hat straight, “or rather the train is late, too. Where have you been?”
Betty smiled reminiscently. “Everywhere, pretty nearly. You know that cunning little freshman that had lost her trunks——”