as she sealed and addressed a long letter to her
mother.

"I am so homesick the first two or three days after I come back that
nothing seems right," Marjorie said rather soberly. "College soon
swallows that up, though. I think about General and Captain just as
often, but it doesn't hurt so much. Goodness knows we have enough to
busy us here. My subjects are so difficult this term. Then there's
basket ball. The freshmen are clamoring now for a game. Our team will
re-issue that challenge soon, I know."

"What do those junior basket-ball artists think they are going to do, I
wonder?" Jerry tilted her nose in disdain. "I hear they are practicing
quite regularly in the gym. They simply ignore Professor Leonard. I mean
the three Sans. Miss Hale and Miss Merrill are awfully cross about it.
They have to play with the team, and it seems Leslie Cairns is coaching
it, or trying to."

"I heard she was. I didn't know she could play. Funny the juniors don't
challenge either the freshies or us."

"They wouldn't win from either team." Jerry shook a prophetic head. "The
Sans seem to have settled down to minding their own affairs since Kathie
was hurt. I guess that subdued them a little. They slid out of that
scrape easily. Hope they practice minding their own business for the
rest of the year. Ronny says she is amazed that they can do so."

Three days later the sophomore team re-issued their challenge. Sent to
the freshmen on Monday, the game took place on the Saturday after.
Another battle was waged and the score at the close of the game was
28-26 in favor of the sophs. It seemed that the freshmen could not
surmount the fatal two points. Deeply disappointed, they bore the defeat
with the greatest good nature. They were too fond of the victors to show
spleen. Nothing daunted, they challenged the sophs to meet them again
two weeks from that Saturday.

The next Monday a surprise awaited them. They received a challenge from
the junior team to play them on the Saturday of that week. Though not
enthusiastic over the honor, they accepted. Nor could they be blamed for
being privately confident that they would win the game. It stood to
reason that if they could so nearly tie their score with the sophs, the
juniors would not be difficult to vanquish.

When Saturday rolled around and the game was called, they took the
floor, quietly confident of victory. It seemed as though the entire
student body had turned out to witness the game. There