ay for us," astonishment looked out
from every face.

In order that the surprise might be complete, Grace had purposely
withheld until the last moment the posters bearing Guido Savelli's name.
When the two pages placed them up on their respective standards, a
positive sigh of astonishment went up from the audience that changed to
vociferous applause as Eleanor appeared and took her place at the piano.
A second later the great Savelli walked on the stage, violin in hand.
Eleanor, having frequently accompanied him on the piano in private, had
begged to be allowed for once to accompany him in public.

As the delighted audience listened to the music of the man whose playing
had won for him the homage of two continents, they realized that they
had been granted an unusual privilege.

"How did he happen to stray into Overton?" "I supposed great artists
like him never condescended to play outside of the large cities," were
the whispered comments.

One stately old gentleman in particular, who had been the guest of the
president at dinner, and who sat beside him during the performance, grew
enthusiastically curious, asking all sorts of questions. Who had planned
and managed the entertainment? What was the object of the "Semper
Fidelis Club"? How long had it been in existence? Who had been on
familiar enough terms with Savelli to induce him to play at the "show"?
The president answered his questions with becoming patience, promising
to introduce him to Grace Harlowe and Arline Thayer, who, he stated, had
been responsible for the organization of the club.

Later, the curious old gentleman was presented to Grace and Arline, who
answered his flow of inquiries so courteously and with such apparent
good will that he left the hall, smiling to himself as though he had
gained possession of some wonderful bit of information.

The vaudeville show netted the Semper Fidelis Club two hundred dollars,
which Arline deposited in the bank the following morning.

"'Every little bit helps'" chuckled Arline as she opened the bank book
and pointed to the new entry. She and Grace were on their way from the
bank.

"I should say it did," returned Grace warmly. "I only wish we could
always make money as easily and pleasantly as we made that two hundred
dollars."

"It was lots of fun, wasn't it?" declared Arline happily. "When we come
back next fall as juniors we can give another show and add to our fund.
We won't have time this year. We are all