Middletown transcript., 1917-04-07
There is nothing cloistral about the

There is nothing cloistral about the
University of Chicago except It's
architecture. AS she went out Rose
felt that the presence Of q fat ABBOT
or a lady prioress in the corrldor
outside the recitatiOn-rOom would nave
fitted in admirably with the look OF
the warm gray walls and. the carven
pointed arches of the window ana
door easements, the blackened OAK OF
the doors themselves.
She wasn't fully conscious OF 1t on
this March morning, but something
had happened that made a difference.
If she'd been ascending an impercep-
tible gradient for the past months,
today she had come to recognizable
step up and taken 1t. Oddly enough,
the thing had happened back there IN
| the classroom as she stood before the
| professors desk and caught his eye
wavering between herself and the
scrawny girl who wanted to ask
question about Robespierre. There
had been more than blank, helpless
evaporation in that look of his, and
it had taught her something. She
couldn't have explained what.
She went swinging along alone, her
shoulders back, confronting the warm
March wind, drawing long breaths into
her good deep chest. She had just
had, psychically speaking, a birthday
She played a wonderful game OF
basketball that afternoon, and 1t was
after five o'clock when, at the con-
clusion of he game and cold shower,
rub, and a somewhat casual re-
sumption of her clothes, she emerged
from the gymnasium. High time that
she took the quickest way of getting
home, unless she wanted to be late FOR
dinner.
But the exhilaration Of the day per-
sisted. She felt like doing something
out of the regular routine. Even q
preliminary walk of a mile or so before
she should cross over and take the
elevated, would serve to satisfy her
mild hunger for adventure.
arm and her sweater-jacket unfasten,
ed. at q good four-mile swing she
started north. In the purlieus OF the
university she was frequently hailed
by friends of her own sex or the other
But though she waved cheerful re-
sponses to their greetings, she made
her stride purposeful enough to dis
courage offers Of company. They al
seemed young to her today. All hel
student activities seemed young. As
if, somehow, she had outgrown them
: The feeling was none the less rea
after she had laughed at herself fol
/ entertaining it.
| She noticed presently that it was
good deal darker than it had an!
right to be at this hour, and the sud1eI
: fall of the breeze and a persisten
simmer of lightning supplied her will
the explanation. When she reached
f Forty-seventh street, the break of tn
! storm was obviously q matter o
| minutes, so she decided to ride acros
f to the elevated-it was another mile
/ perhaps-rather than to walk acros
e as she had meant to do.
0 She found quite a group of peopl
waiting on the corner for q car, ant
S the car itself, when it came along
Y was crowded. So she handed he
!. nickel to the conductor over some
1 body's shoulders, and moved back t
O the corner Of the vestibule, whic
t did very we'll until the next stoI
where half q dozen more prosperity
= passengers were waiting. They wer
J. in hurry, too, since it had begun i
h very downright fashion to rain.
d The conductor had been chantin.
e up in the car, please!" in q pei