place when they in their
turn came into power. Rhoda was specially fervid in denunciation, and
her remarks were received with such approval that it was in high good
temper that she went to awaken the sleeper from her two hours' nap.
Miss Everett declared that she felt like a "giant refreshed," had not a
scrap of pain left, and had enjoyed herself so much that if "Revels"
ended there and then, she would still consider it an historic occasion,
which was satisfactory indeed.

But there was more to follow! There was a great dressing up in the
cubicles after lunch, the girls making their appearance in pique skirts
and crisp new blouses, and rustling into the grounds, all starch and
importance. The "persecuting placards" had been withdrawn, and replaced
by others directing the visitors' steps in the right direction. They
followed meekly, "This way to the Opening Ceremony!" and found
themselves on the south side of the lake, where a semicircle of chairs
had been set for the teachers, and gaily-hued rugs spread on the grass
to protect the freshness of the pique skirts. Here, no doubt, was the
place appointed, but where was the Ceremony? The girls took their
places, and began to clap in impatient fashion, speculating vaguely
among themselves.

"What's going to happen now? Why do we face this way where we can't see
anything except the lake? There's the landing place opposite--perhaps
they are going to play water-polo? It wouldn't be bad fun in this
weather."

"I think some one should have been here to receive us. It's rude to let
your guests arrive without a welcome. If I had been on the Committee--
What's that--?"

"What? Oh, music! But where--where? It is growing nearer. It's a
violin, and a 'cello--and someone singing. This grows mysterious! Oh,
I say--Look! look to the right! To the right! Oh, isn't it romantic
and lovely?"

The girls craned forward, and cried aloud in delight, for round the
corner of the lake was slowly coming into view a wonderful, rose-
wreathed barque, with Youth at the prow and Pleasure at the helm, clad
in the most fanciful and quaint of garments. It would have been idle to
assert that this wonderful craft was the old school tub, guaranteed to
be as safe as a house, and as clumsy as hands would make it; for no one
could have been found to listen to such a statement. Garlands of roses
fluttered overhead; roses wreathed the sides, pink linings concealed the
dark boards, and, as