The sun., 1906-02-25
GREATEST GIRL FR0LlC EVER.
SMITH (OLIEGE RiLLY 4 STREN-
IOIS DAY or GiIEII.
More Than Thousand Young Women and
Their Relatives ana Friends Make
Merry From breakfast TIN Late Dcd'
time vocal AMI Basketball tOntcsts.

well take Il deep breath, And hold II, 100.
For Just to read about the actors VIII almost
snatch your breath away
Twelve hundred Smith College girls
with spirits enough for 1900 ordinary
human beings: dozens of graduates OF
whom in classic phrase you shall have
more anon; several hundred fathers, moth
ers, little and big brothers and sisters.
alnts also and cousins unto the third and
the fourth remove In fact every old Kind
of relatiye was there, and of them also you
shall hear more anon
To the rest of the country 1t was WASH
inpton's Birthday. But to the hilarious
hundreds at Smith College it was Rally Day.
The weather clerk knew it. All Of Wednes-
day he devoted to getting things ready.
It rained and it rained. And when the girls
gave a last look at their tinery that night
the clouds were still shedding torrents upon
the campus.
But, oh, what Il difference in the morning!
Sun and sky and town shone then.
great, clean flag snapped on top OF College
Tower. And even as early as O'Clock
the streets near the campus blossomed
into life and color.
or course the hotels were full In the
corridors you stepped on little brothers
and sisters at every turn. The parlors
palpitated with mothers, Even the smoke
In the office, wncre fathers pufred ner-
vously at their cigars recked Of paternity.
Dozens of relatives were duartered in
private houses which rent rooms, and oil
course they had to be fed. AT O'Clock,
therefore, Boydeu's was already full OF
breakfast parties. At Smith you may
own to never having heard of Delmonico's'
You may look blank at the mention OF
Sherry's. But if you don't know enough
to beam at the mere name of Eoyden 5,
'twere better that you stayed away. Every
bodv goes there sooner or later Those
who can manage it go there sooner and
later.
Rally day began to warm up at these
o'clock breakfasts. "Old girls" were there.
Graduates are always "old girls" whether
they are Of last years vintage or OF that OF
twenty years ago. They are generally
more excited than anybody except the
parents of freshmen. And it is hard 10 tell
which is the prettier sight. the nervous
twitter of the new parents or the JOY of the
"old girls
Bye o'clock even the most belated break
fasts were over and the girls were stream
ing toward College Hall One might search
the wide world over and not see such
sight certainly not on II February day.
Every mothers daughter OF those girls
was dressed in pure white. What snow
still remained on the campus only made
finer setting for those fiutterlng white
frocks.
As for hats. perish the thought. The
sun and the wind had all The fun they wanted
with the girls hair And most of them
looked just that much prettler because of it.
Bareheaded, nine-tenths of them without
wraps, they came laughing ard chattering
from every direction, accompanied by
troubled obligato from the anxious parent.
Il knou she'll take her death Of cold!"
muttered Anxious Mother No. l to total
stranger beside her.
"Oh, they'll all take it," exclaimed the
total stranger who proved to be another
anxious mother. why, I've got furs on
myself! Furs! And there's my girl in
handkerchief linen. with openwork stock
ings and bareheaded--'
1t was a rather ncoherent wall But one
Of the old girls heard it and took pity.
.Don't worry about them." she said.
sIve been there, and / know how it is.
Those girls blood is circniatng'"
@Oh, do you really think so?' demanded
the anxious mothers in concert.
x know so. tell you, I've been there
Tits more than circulating. It's she
made an emphatic gesture -it's just boil
ing'
well, l do hope you're right the
mothers fervently remarked.
Incidentally 1t may be stated that later
In the day the mothers themselves warmed
up to the point where their own blood was
at least circulating" As one Of the fathers
remarked:
Say, mother. this kind o stirs me up
; That was when the big basket ball game
was being played in the afternoon. But
before that exciting event could be reached
there we're other things to be done.
When the girls streamed toward College
Hall in the morning they were going to
hear an address by Congressman Gillett.
OF course it was good address. Reporters
had come from miles around to gather
the pearls of political wisdom which might
fall from the lips of MIR. Gillctt.
He was to discourse on What shall we
do with the Phiippnes?" The question
has long been burning one in Massachu-
setts, and the reporters wore their pencils
to the wood trying to get all the statistics
on hemp and school teachers which the
Congressman gathered when he visited the
islands last summer with the Taft party.
Butch, pshawl If you were pretty girl,
10 years old, with hours of fun and frolc,
lust waiting for the stream of those sta
tistics to run out. could you care very much
whether the rebate was on the hemp, or on
the school teachers or, maybe, on the Con-
rressman? Could you?
STILL they said il was a good speech and
they were glad about the hemp-or was it
the eachers? They were ather more con-
fident that the ode on Washington, written
by one OF their own juniors. Marion Savage
was fine. And they were quite right, too.
It was.
When it was said moment ago, that
the girls wore white frocks, it was the truth
but not the whole truth. Listen! There
were over 200 seniors. They wore white
frocks, red roses-and an air Of mystery
which was explained later. There were
25O juniors. Their class color is green, and
that of the freshmen, their sister class,
is yellow. Therefore, the juniors wore
jonauils and had green military caps, with
big pompons of yellow. and carried long
green wands with tasselled ends.
The freshmen--4O0 OF them-had wide
fat hats made to represent enormous yellow
sunfowers. They carried yellow wands
sIrmounted by big sunfowers, each wit b