sical clear voice:

"'I once had a sweet little doll, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world,
Her cheeks were so red and so white, dears,
And her hair was so charmingly curled.
But I lost my poor little doll, dears,
As I played on the heath one day;
And I cried for her more than a week, dears,
But I never could find where she lay.

"'I found my poor little doll, dears,
As I played in the heath one day:
Folks say she is terribly changed, dears,
For her paint is all washed away,
And her arm trodden off by the cows, dears,
And her hair not the least bit curled:
Yet for old sake's sake, she is still, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world.'"

"Humph!" said Judy. "Is that the way you feel about it?"

"Yes."

"Thanks, awfully," and with a defiant fling of the covers, Judy turned
her face to the wall.

CHAPTER XIV.

JUDY DEFIANT.

When Judy Kean appeared at Chapel next morning she seemed serenely
unconscious of the sensation she was creating. Her usual black dress and
widow's bands had always made her conspicuous and those who only knew
her by sight, yet carried with them a vivid impression of her face: the
large gray eyes swimming with visions, the oval creamy face, the mouth
rather large, the lips a little too full, perhaps, and framing all this,
her fluffy bright hair.

The Quadrangle dining-room had already buzzed with the news of Judy's
reckless act, and now, as the seniors marched two by two up the aisle
after the faculty, a ripple of laughter swept over the chapel. Necks
were craned all over the room to see Judy's mop of blue-black hair
arranged in a loose knot on the back of her neck, drawn well down over
the forehead in a heavy dark mantle, carefully concealing the ears.

But Miss Walker was not pleased with the liberties Judy had taken with
her appearance. She had heard the ripple of laughter, stifled almost as
soon as it had commenced, and having reached her chair and faced the
audience while the procession was still on its way up the aisle she
noticed the amused glances directed toward Judy's head. It took only a
second glance to assure herself of what Judy had done and she frowned
and compressed her lips. When the service was over, she made a little
impromptu address to the students. College, she said, was a place for
serious work and not for frivolity. Of course there were no object