g to send
us pictures of you in your cap and gown, will you?" she added, looking
affectionately at the two pretty seniors, whose help and kindly interest
had meant much to her individually.

"We will see you to the door," laughed Grace, slipping her arm through
Mabel's.

"Did you ever find the girl?" asked Mabel in a low tone. "You know the
one I mean. I have often wondered about her."

"Yes," replied Grace in the same guarded tones. "I can't tell even you
her name, but everything has been explained."

Mabel pressed Grace's arm in silent understanding. "Good-bye," she said,
"we shall see you again before we leave Overton."

"You had better come into our room and finish the lemonade," declared
Miriam, as they watched their guests go down the walk.

"But I haven't begun my packing yet, and I have so many things to do and
so many girls to see that I ought not waste a minute."

"Time spent with us is never wasted," reminded Elfreda significantly.

"Quite true," responded Grace gaily. "I am sorry I had to be reminded.
To prove my sorrow I will help you with your packing, when I ought to be
doing my own."

"Come on, then," challenged Elfreda. She ran lightly up the stairs, her
three friends at her heels.

"I'll pour the lemonade while you and Grace pack," volunteered Miriam.

"I choose to do nothing," said Anne lazily. "I am going to work all
summer. I need a little rest now."

"You won't know where you are to be for the summer until Mr. Forest
writes, will you?" asked Miriam.

"The Originals will be lonesome without you, Anne," mourned Grace. "You
must be sure to visit me. That is, unless you are too far west."

"I am going to have a visitor of my own," announced Elfreda proudly.
"You can never guess who it is."

"I know," laughed Anne, after a moment's reflection. "It is the
Anar--Miss Atkins, I mean."

"Who told you?" demanded Elfreda. "It is true, though. She is coming to
Fairview the last two weeks in July, and I am going to give her the time
of her life. Just think, girls, she has never had any girl friends until
she came here. Her mother died when she was a baby, and a prim old aunt
kept house for them. Her father is Professor Archibald Atkins, that
Natural Scientist who went to Africa and was held captive by a tribe of
savages for two years.

"Living with the heathen didn't improve him, for when he came home he
behaved so queerly that people thought him crazy. Then the aunt, who was
the professor