Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1914-04-04
The Transient-A
Boarding School
Story

BY Frances Harmer.

The term was nearing it's end. The
long holidays were but six weeks off.
putting on steam, and nearly every
member of it was frankly confessing
| to nerves" The only exempts were
for games demand a steady hand and
Obedient nerves.
head of the Rosedale School for
Girls. that it's kind of tradition
with the teachers to get worn out and
hysterical at the end of term"
$50 do l." replied her associate,
Miss Ward. "The tradition goes down
to the girls. Myrtle Green and Miss
Dunbar have just had terrific fall
| ing out, and are now making 1t up in
each others arms. Ridiculous!"
'The girls are reported to me every
day." sighed Miss Prince.
After evening prayers, Miss Prince
detained the girls.
"a new pupil" she announced, lis
coming tonight. She will be here only
until the end of term, as she goes
abroad before September. AS we can
not expect her to take the examina.
tions, she will have good deal of
spare time. Don't encourage her to
waste it in idle gossip
The sound of carriage wheels on the
path outside made everyone turn TO
the windows. The station hack had
drawn up, and solitary girl was
descending Miss Prince hurried out
to receive her.
Gladys Gray looked up as the prin-
cipal emerged from the great hall
door. She was slim little creature,
small for her fifteen years, with large,
wide-open, eager eyes, and a quantity
of soft, dark hair, never too tidy. She
wore plain mourning. Her face was
sweet, but indicated plenty of char
acter
WELCOME, my dear" said Miss
Prince. kindly. Have you come
alone?"
ut seemed silly for anyone to come
just to go back answer,l Gladys. in
clear, decided voice, $50 I came
alone" She looked eagerly round. Il
hoped she said wistfully, Il hoped
I'd see some of them tonight"
Miss Prince beckoned to two of the
girls.
Emily Dunn and Catherine Wilde
she said Come here, and take care
of Gladys Gray
Gladys surveyed her new com
panions They were both very near
her own age, and she liked thei,
looks Emily had kind of wild-rosc
beauty, al Catherine was like a
,ro@ty Cr-,.y nlo11c docidoI
A few hours later, while her, room
open window, more heartsick AMI
homesick than she could ever have
thought possible Ideals lay in ruins
all about her! For years she had
longed to go to a boarding school;
and now that the conditions of her.
mothers legacy had sent her here,
and would send her later to Germany.
she was sorry that she had ever
breathed her desires into those kind
ears.
Nobody seems nice she said to her
self land nobody likes anybody"
A nights sleep refreshed her, now
ever. and she woke with her usual
bright interest in life
Emily and Catherine were dressing
when she opened her eyes. AS she
turned over on her pillow, Emily smil
ed at her.
isn't it a brute of a bell?" she said
sympathetically But you don't have
to get up. New girls needn't, for three.
mornings"
THAT sounds nice" said Gladys.
brightly, as she drew on her wrapper
and slippers. Miss Prince must be
very thoughtful"
She gathered her towels over her
shoulder, picked up her soap and
sponges. and set off for the bathroom.
thoughtful repeated Catherine.
studying her back hair by the aid of
two hand mirrors. yes she is--for
herself. She doesn't want them com
planning home in their first letters"
"She has to look out for next term.
if her schools to keep on" explained
Emily. ooh, she's thinking OF that.
when she makes things pleasant, for a
new girl
Not in my case. for she knows I'm.
going to Germany" retorted Gladys as
she disappeared.
At breakfast, to her relief, she was
no. put with her rOom-mates. AS for
tune would have it, she sat with Estelle
Trent and Hope Carston. the champion
tennis players, Miss Damer, the games
mistress. and one or two others whose
interest centered in what they liked to
term sports. Here, to her relief, the
talk turned on somebody's serves"
and "volleys"
ITO be continued)