“Then we are getting up a little stunt for society. All the clubs represented in the Whittier Society have to do something next time we meet. They may take it from what they have had in the regular club meeting, if they want to, but it is to be funny if possible. Isabel and Virgie are getting up a perfectly killing debate. Isabel’s ‘points’ are too funny for words. They don’t mean a thing, and she gets them off with all the oratorical agony she can put on. She goes all around the bush, tells what she is going to prove and doesn’t prove it. Eloise and I just lay back on the bed and laughed, when she was going over it in her room yesterday! They only have five minutes apiece, no rebuttals or anything, and I’m sure that the judges will decide in favor of Isabel, for Virgie declares that she can never get up anything as funny. She can think up points, though, and may capture the judges after all.”
“Oh, here you are, folks!”
Cathalina, with note book and pencil, approached Betty and Mrs. Norris, while walking down the slope behind her came Isabel, Lilian, Juliet and Hilary. The girls all wore their bright sweaters and locks were flying in the wind.
“How will this do for the announcement, Mrs. Norris?” Cathalina handed Patricia a slip of paper from which she read aloud
“NOTA BENE
SOCIETAS LATINA HODIE CONVENIT.
VENITE, SOCII, VENITE. OMNES ADSINT.
LINGUA LATINA IN LITERATURA, ETC.
(Latin Club, Room 32, Today)”
“Would you say ‘Societas Romana’ instead of ‘Latina’? asked Cathalina.