I[VACATION DAYS]
II[A GOLDFISH IN THE OCEAN]
III[A MERRY WHIRL OF GOOD TIMES]
IV[THE STORM]
V[A SURPRISING RESCUE]
VI[VACATION’S LAST FLING]
VII[SENIORS!]
VIII[ONE OF THOSE A-D PARTIES]
IX[THE SENIORS ENTERTAIN]
X[THE COVETED HONOR]
XI[AN INTIMATE VIEW FOR JANET]
XII[VALENTINES]
XIII[HEARTS AND MASKS]
XIV[AN EXCHANGE OF HEARTS]
XV[ONCE MORE BASKETBALL]
XVI[A PAUSE IN ROMANCE]
XVII[SHARING JOY]
XVIII[CONCERNING LOST LETTERS]
XIX[OF A NUMBER OF THINGS]
XX[TROPHIES]

BETTY LEE, SENIOR

FOREWORD

While settings and activities for this Betty Lee High School Series have been freely taken from a real city high school, the characters are entirely fictitious. It is hoped, however, that they may to some degree present the life and ambitions of the very attractive girls whom it has been the author’s pleasure to meet there.

CHAPTER I
VACATION DAYS

Betty Lee’s vacation before her senior year cannot be passed over with only casual mention, for it was the “best yet” as declared by Betty and her two closest chums, Kathryn Allen and Carolyn Gwynne. After the last exciting activities of June days as juniors and the pleasing freedom from examinations won by good scholarship, the three girls found themselves, with others of their class, equipped with cards that certified completion of the junior work. Before them stretched long weeks when, Betty said, they “didn’t have to know anything,” and that state of mind obviously gave them all great pleasure.

Up in the girls’ gym, almost vacant now, they took a last swing and jump, as they happened to have reason to pass through; and Betty and Carolyn performed a few funny steps to express their happy state of mind before they finally left halls to which they would be just as glad to return in the fall.

However, Betty was expecting to swim in “something beside pools and rivers.” She gave a little skip as they ran down the walk toward the Gwynne car, which this time was waiting for them. “I can’t believe it, Carolyn! ‘Are I’ really going with you to the seashore? I never saw the ocean but once, when I went East with Father, you know. I said appropriately, ‘Roll on thou deep and dark blue ocean roll,’ but it wasn’t dark blue a bit. It happened to be a perfectly horrid gray morning. It was wonderful, all the same.”

“Oh, but you ought to see it sometimes, Betty! I hope we’ll have good weather, no cold ‘nor’easters’ or anything. But I’m as excited as can be myself. Think of it, Betty—a perfectly new cottage in a different place this time. Daddy had such a good chance to sell the old one and we may buy this if we like it. But we’re renting it for the summer.”