rowd
will be together for one more year."

"How nice of him," cried the girls.

"Yes, isn't it! I'll be awfully sorry when my turn comes," responded
Grace. "I'm sure I shall never care for college as I do for this dear old
school."

"You can't tell until you've tried it," said Nora wisely.

The two classes had now seated themselves, and an expectant hush fell upon
those assembled. The first number on the program was a song by the senior
glee club. This was followed by the salutatory address, given by a tall
dignified senior. The class poem came next, and was received with
enthusiasm. The other numbers followed in rapid succession, each being
applauded to the echo. The class grinds were hailed with keen relish. Each
girl solemnly rose to take her medicine in the form of mild ridicule over
some past harmless folly.

The class prophecy provoked ripples of merriment from the audience.

Grace chuckled with glee at the idea of exclusive Ethel Post becoming the
proprietor of a moving-picture show at Coney Island. The futures
prophesied for the other members of the class were equally remarkable for
their impossibility.

At last nothing remained but the senior charge and the junior reply. The
president of the senior class rose, and facing the juniors poured forth
her final words of advice and counsel. She likened them to a baby in
swaddling clothes, and cautioned them to be careful about standing on
their feet too early. It was the usual patronizing speech so necessary to
class day.

Julia Crosby smiled a little as the senior exhorted her hearers to never
forget the dignity of their station. She was thinking of the day she
crashed into that young woman, in the corridor. The senior president had
manifested the dignity of her station then.

Julia straightened her face and stepped forward to make her reply. She
thanked the president for her solicitude and tender counsel. She humbly
acknowledged that the juniors were helpless infants, entirely innocent of
the wicked world. They realized that they needed proper nourishment and
exercise. There was one consolation however, they were daily growing
larger and wiser, and their lungs were strong. If all went well they hoped
to be healthy, well-grown seniors, capable of giving sage advice to those
who would follow them.

Grace's face was full of eager appreciation as she listened to Julia's
clever speech. How greatly she had changed, and what a power she would be
in her class d