d to all those whom it may
concern:

"The accusation made against Anne Pierson last fall regarding the betrayal
of the basketball signals to the junior team is false. Our knowledge of
these signals came from an entirely different source.

"JULIA CROSBY,
Capt. Junior Team."

"And now," concluded Julia, "I have done something toward straightening
out the mischief I made. Will you forgive me, Grace, and try to think of
me as your friend?"

"With all my heart," replied Grace, kissing her warmly. "And I am so happy
to-day. Just think, the junior and sophomore classes will be at peace at
last."

The two girls looked into each other's eyes, and both began to laugh.

"After two years' war the hatchet will be buried," said Julia a little
tremulously.

"Oh, Julia!" exclaimed Grace, hopping about, "I've a perfectly splendid
idea!"

"What is it?" asked Julia breathlessly.

"Let's have a grand blow out and bury the hatchet with pomp and ceremony.
We'll have speeches from both classes, and a perfectly gorgeous feed
afterwards. You break the news to your class and I'll endeavor to get my
naughty children under control once more. I believe some of them love me a
little yet," she smiled.

"Of course, they do," said Julia stoutly. "I must say I don't see why they
were so hateful to you, even if Anne Pierson were under suspicion. I know
I am to blame for helping the grudge along," she added remorsefully, "but
I am, not the only one."

"I know," said Grace quickly. "There are lots of things I'd like to say,
but for certain reasons of my own I shall not say them. You understand, I
think."

Julia nodded. She did, indeed, understand, and the full beauty of Grace
Harlowe's nobility of spirit was revealed to her.

"You are the finest, squarest girl I ever knew, Grace," she said
admiringly.

"Nonsense," laughed Grace, flushing a little at the tribute paid her by
the once arrogant junior captain. "You don't know me at all. I have just
as many faults as other girls, with a few extra ones thrown in. I have no
claim to a pedestal. I hope we shall be friends for the rest of our
schooldays and forever after. You will be a senior next year, and I shall
be a junior. It's time we put by childish quarrels, and assumed the high
and mighty attitude of the upper classes. It is our duty to become a
living example to erring freshmen."

Both girls laughed merrily; then Grace rose to go. She kissed Julia
good-bye and walked out