s from the town of Hamilton this
year. Of course those students go home after recitations."

"Not much can be done when a class is so scattered. I mean by us. Let me
count 'em up. There are twenty-five off the campus, eight at Silverton
Hall," enumerated Jerry; "four here, forty-four at Alston Terrace. Think
of that. That makes one hundred and one. Now where are the other nine?
At Craig Hall, perhaps, or Houghton House. You see Miss Walbert has the
advantage over Phil as she is at Alston Terrace, the freshie center."

Marjorie nodded. "It doesn't look very promising for Phil," she said.
"Robin would love to have Phil win the presidency. She is so proud of
her. The Silverton Hall crowd adore her already. She is a dear. She is
so full of fun. I like her frank, boyish ways. Leila told me today that
the Sans are planning some kind of party for the freshmen. She heard it
somewhere on the campus. I don't know who told her."

"That is to taffy the freshmen so they will vote for Miss Walbert," was
Jerry's instant uncharitable conclusion. "They haven't held their class
election yet. When is this party to be, I wonder?"

"Leila doesn't know. If the Sans do make a party for the freshmen I
doubt if all of them will attend it. It won't be at all like the regular
freshman dance. Still," she continued reflectively, "if the Sans take
that much trouble for them, they ought to respond."

"Yes; I guess that's so. The freshies haven't been here long enough to
know the charming Sans as they really are. In their infant verdancy they
will probably look upon it as a great honor. They'll probably be more
enlightened after they have attended it," Jerry added with a wicked
little grin.

Two days later it became circulated about the campus that the freshmen
had been invited by the Sans to attend a picnic, instead of a party, to
be given at Pine Crest, a wooded height about five miles east of
Hamilton College. For many years it had been a favorite college picnic
ground. Hardly a Saturday passed, when the weather was good, without an
invasion, great or small, of its fragrant, pine-shaded premises. It was
an ideal spot for an al fresco luncheon. As it could be reached by
automobile, it was all the more popular with the Hamilton students.

The certainty of the rumor was made manifest to Marjorie when, on
Wednesday evening after dinner, she and Jerry heard a timid knock on
their door. Jerry, hastening to open the door, their caller proved to be