h and to think of others," was Arline's
sweet tribute.

"She made me over," asserted Elfreda with emphasis.

"She taught me college spirit," said Kathleen softly.

"Sara and I didn't like college and never had much fun until Grace asked
us to join the Sempers," declared Sue Emerson.

"She was the first to welcome me to Overton, and has given me countless
good times since then," said Patience.

"She taught me to look for the best rather than the worst, even in my
enemies," declared Mabel Ashe.

Elizabeth Wade, Marian Cummings and Elsie Wilton each added their
tribute.

"Girls, if you only knew how terribly this embarrasses me," pleaded
Grace. "Every one of you have done the nicest sort of things for me. I
think--"

"You are not allowed to think," put in Miriam. "We will do the thinking
for the next two minutes. Besides J. Elfreda has something to say. Go
ahead, Elfreda."

"Grace, you've heard what we all had to say about you, but there is a
whole lot that we can never find words for. Each of us knows best what
you've been to us, as individuals, and we all know that there will never
be any other girl quite as dear, and true, and loyal as you are to us.
So we decided to give our Loyalheart a loyalty token, and here it is.
Hold out your arm," commanded Elfreda.

[Illustration: "We Decided to Give Our Loyalheart a Loyalty Token."]

Grace held out her pretty, bare arm in obedient bewilderment. Something
shining slipped over her wrist. She stared at it in fascination.

"How beautiful!" she gasped. "It can't be for me!" The bracelet was a
wide band of dull gold, chased with a pattern of tiny leaves, and, at
intervals, its golden circle was starred with small diamonds. It was the
most expensive piece of jewelry Grace had ever owned.

"Every one of our initials is inside," informed Elsie Wilton
triumphantly. Grace slipped the band off her arm and peered into it.
Sure enough there were rows of tiny initials inscribed on the smooth
gold.

"And now let us drink a toast to our Loyalheart and go up to the
Tourraine," proposed Elfreda, after the excitement attending the
presentation of the bracelet had died out. "Here's to our Loyalheart!
Drink her down!"

The emptied lemonade glasses were set on the table and the party rose to
go.

As they were passing out, Grace and Anne walked with linked arms,
determined to make the most of their brief hour together.

"Oh, Grace, I almost forgot to ask you," began Anne, "who