"It's a lot prettier than this building," and Ethel Blue nodded her head toward a large wooden house painted cream color. "C.L.S.C. Alumni Hall," she read. "What does that mean?"
"Children, Ladies, Sons and Chickens," guessed Ethel Brown.
"Come Let's See Chautauqua," contributed Ethel Blue.
"Chautauqua Literary and Scientific Circle," supplied a pleasant voice and the girls turned to meet the smile of a tall, slender woman who was on her way into the building. "That's the name of the association that does the Home Reading Course work."
"Oh, I know," cried Helen; "Grandmother joined when she was here ten years ago and Mother and Grandfather belong, too."
"Did your grandmother graduate?" asked the lady, who seemed much interested.
"She had her diploma sent to her. She hasn't been here since that first time."
"You must tell her that she must watch the Daily for notices of meetings of her class and that there are many festivities during Recognition Week that she can take part in."
"Grandfather and Mother are in this year's class," said Helen shyly.
It proved that the lady knew their names and where they lived.