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eyes. "It does seem good to see you again. I'm very glad to
welcome you to Overton, Mrs. Gray," she turned to shake hands with
the donor of Harlowe House, "and delighted to know that you are going
to stay with me instead of going to the Tourraine. Miss Harlowe's old
room is ready for her, and I'm going to put you in the room Miss Nesbit
and Miss Briggs used to have."
"You'll be haunted by the kimono-clad shades of Miriam and Elfreda
drinking tea and eating cakes at unseemly hours of the night," laughed
Grace.
"How are all my girls?" asked Mrs. Elwood. "I don't know what I shall
do without them this year. You will have to come and see me often and

tell me all about them, Miss Harlowe. Now let me see. There ought to
be a taxicab just the other side of the station. Yes, there it is."
The driver touched his cap smilingly to Grace as they climbed into the
automobile, "It does look good to see you here again, miss," he said
respectfully.
"Thank you. I'm glad to see you again." Grace beamed whole-heartedly
upon him. How many times he had carried her to and from the station.
It was he who had driven the car on that memorable day when Ruth
Denton had gone to the station to meet her father. Grace's eyes grew
dreamy as they passed through the familiar streets. How much had
happened since the time when she had entered Oakdale High School as
a freshman with college in the far and hidden future.
To her many friends "GRACE HARLOWE'S PLEBE YEAR AT HIGH
SCHOOL," "GRACE HARLOWE'S SOPHOMORE YEAR AT HIGH
SCHOOL," "GRACE HARLOWE'S JUNIOR YEAR AT HIGH
SCHOOL," and "GRACE HARLOWE'S SENIOR YEAR AT HIGH
SCHOOL" are now familiar records. Equally well known to these
friends is the story of her freshman year at Overton, as set forth in
"GRACE HARLOWE'S FIRST YEAR AT OVERTON COLLEGE."
Accompanied by her friends, Miriam Nesbit and Anne Pierson, Grace
began her freshman year at Overton College under a cloud which rose
from her ready defense of J. Elfreda Briggs, a disgruntled student who
had made enemies of two sophomores, and whose first days at college
were made very unpleasant by them. J. Elfreda's subsequent casting
aside of her friendship and her tardy realization of Grace's worth
brought about a happy ending of their freshman year.
In "GRACE HARLOWE'S SECOND YEAR AT OVERTON
COLLEGE" the four girls set out to find the rainbow side of their
sophomore year. How each girl found it, but in an entirely different
manner, how Grace lived up to her resolve to choose only the highest in
college, and how the famous Semper Fidelis Club came into existence,
made the sophomore year in college memorable.

"GRACE HARLOWE'S THIRD YEAR AT OVERTON COLLEGE"
told of what befell the four friends as juniors. The advent of Kathleen
West, a newspaper girl, into college was the first link in a chain of petty
difficulties with which Grace was obliged to contend as a junior. The
carnival given by the Semper Fidelis Club in which the Alice in
Wonderland Circus was enacted, the important part which Jean, the old
hunter of Oakdale fame, played in one Overton girl's life, the message
Emma Dean forgot to deliver, and countless other absorbing incidents
served to fill their junior year with ceaseless interest.
"GRACE HARLOWE'S FOURTH YEAR AT OVERTON
COLLEGE" found Grace and her friends on the homeward stretch with
commencement at the end of their college trail. The record of Grace's
senior year was filled with happenings grave and gay. It ended in a
blaze of honor and glory, and it was on Commencement day that she
made her decision to return to Overton and look after Harlowe House,
lately completed and endowed by Mrs. Gray in honor of her young
friends and dedicated to the use of poor girls who were making valiant
efforts to obtain an education.
It was in reference to Harlowe House, her future home, that Grace and
Mrs. Gray had made this midsummer pilgrimage, as Grace had
laughingly styled it, to Overton. As their car glided through the shady
streets of the dignified college town Grace wondered if it were really
eight years since her freshman days in Oakdale High School. It
certainly couldn't be four years since Mabel Ashe had conducted her
and Anne and Miriam to the Tourraine on that first eventful afternoon.
She remembered just how beautiful Mabel had looked in her white
linen frock, with her white embroidered parasol tilted over one shoulder,
an effective frame for her lovely face and wavy, golden-brown hair.
"Dreaming, Grace?" Mrs. Gray's voice dispelled the vision. "I can't
blame you. I suppose this ride brings up hosts of memories."