“Then I’ll see what I can do to make myself remembered,” retorted Clarissa, as if accepting a challenge.
In the meantime Julia and Ruth had again run across Miss Darcy, and the latter had inquired if it would be an unheard-of thing for her to change her Freshman adviser.
“You can do it, of course. It has been done occasionally, but if I were you I’d wait. So few girls do make a change.”
“I fear that you think me notional.”
“Oh, no,” responded Miss Darcy. “I feel that you are going to be—that is, that you are—the typical Radcliffe girl, and that naturally means everything agreeable.”
“Yes, indeed, if we may judge by those who are here to-day.”
“Ah! we are in holiday attire now, but you will like us even at our worst.” And Julia and Ruth, looking about them, agreed that Radcliffe in holiday attire was well worth seeing. The rooms were prettily decorated, and most of the girls wore light and becoming colors. There was little formality, and each girl was not only at liberty to speak to her neighbor, but was sure to be met more than halfway.
Finally, before they separated, the Glee Club girls gathered around the grand piano, and one merry song after another was sung, to the great delight of the Freshmen. One that made the most impression was “The Only Man,” which, although unfamiliar to many of the new girls, was already counted a classic of its kind. Even Jane Townall had been known to laugh at its merry strains.
The song told of a young man who was invited to a Radcliffe tea, who, when he reached Fay House, saw only women in sight:
“The poor young man stood trembling there,