juggernaut who made her sacrifice everyone for
me. I realize it now, and thank God it's not too late to mend.

"I am doing finely at college. I should like to form from some of my
class another Company of Camp Fire Girls, but the trouble is they are too
busy with study. They say that they're worn out when summer comes and
have to go away to rest, but they intend to join during their third year.
Then it won't be such a continuous _grind_ as it is now.

"I am so glad that I had the good sense to start in college. I intend to
be self-supporting after I graduate. I consider it a glorious thing for
an unmarried woman--don't you?

"Well, dear, I must close. Kiss Uncle John, etc."

That was great news for Kate--that Harvey Bigelow should have become a
man. It was too good to be true. She sent the letter to Aunt Susan, whom
she knew would be interested in it.

"I tell you, Ethel is made of good stuff!" ejaculated Uncle John. "She
was in the right church but in the wrong pew--that's all."

CHAPTER III

ETHEL AND HARVEY BECOME FIRM FRIENDS

Vacation arrived. Ethel had acquitted herself well, and her examinations
were excellent. She and her mother began making preparations to go West.

This time it was Grandmother and Mrs. Hollister whose wardrobes needed
replenishing. Ethel bought for herself two new suits and some blouses.
She had actually outgrown hers of the preceding summer.

"My dear, I am spending very little money now," said Mrs. Hollister, "and
I'm going to put some by for your trousseau."

Ethel laughed merrily.

"Why, Mother, where's the man?"

"Never mind," replied her mother, "he'll come."

"Mother, you're a born matchmaker!" exclaimed the girl. "I wish you had
had other daughters."

"Heaven forbid!" ejaculated Mrs. Hollister with a funny little smile.
"One is enough."

"Is that intended for a compliment?" laughed the girl. "If so it's a
doubtful one."

During the month of May, Harvey would invite her to go horseback riding
up to Van Cortlandt Park. They had to make it Saturdays, as that was
Ethel's only free day. They usually started early. On the country roads
the apple and peach blossoms were like pictures. To the girl they brought
back the previous spring at Aunt Susan's, and especially the morning when
she had revealed to Ethel the sad story of her married life. On one of
these excursions the girl related it to Harvey.

"By George!" he ejaculated when she had finished, "that old lady