Betty Wales on the campus

BETTY WALES, with a red bandanna knotted tightly over all her yellow curls--except one or two particularly rebellious ringlets that positively refused to be hidden--pattered sof...

STOPPING at Prexy’s house to get him to join the grand tour brought back Betty’s “ritherum” feeling very hard indeed. Jim was so dignified and businesslike when he talked to Pre...

It would be too much for Betty, mother said. “And I don’t want my little girl to get tired and dragged-out and old before she has to. There was some reason in her trying to earn...

THE two weeks after college opened were the most confused, crowded, delightful, and difficult ones that Betty Wales had ever lived through. There seemed to be twice as many fres...

THE initiation of Babbie Hildreth, which had to be over in time for the participants to meet Eleanor Watson’s train, was the feature of the next B. C. A. tea-drinking, held two...

“I’ve got a new chum,” she announced eagerly, coming to see her sister on an afternoon which Betty, feeling more than usually “caught-up” with her other activities, had decided...

THE B. C. A. initiation was naturally a joyous occasion. To begin with, Babbie Hildreth was commanded to stand for half an hour outside the tea-shop with a huge “engaged” sign p...

ONE lovely afternoon in late October, Jim Watson, arrayed in very correct riding clothes, poked his head gingerly into Betty’s office, and having thus made quite sure that she w...

BETTY WALES, her sleeves rolled up to her elbows and her trim little figure enveloped in one of her famous kitchen aprons, stood on a chair in the china closet of Morton Hall, c...

ONE snowy afternoon in December Dorothy, looking like a snowbird in her gray coat powdered with big white flakes, flitted into Betty’s room and without giving her sister a chanc...

THE Terrible Ten began it. Eleanor Watson had forgotten to bring either peanuts or taffy to their class, and the Arithmetic lesson flagged in consequence, until finally, in desp...

MADELINE worked on her play with the furious industry of the “digs” she had always ridiculed. The floor of her room was littered with dusty sheets of manuscript, which she myste...

BETTY WALES was going home for Christmas--a “ploshkin” income puts life on such a comfortable financial basis! And between Christmas and New Year’s Babe was going to be married....

first night, as she swept by me on her way to her car, she inquired for the girl I’d ousted, and said it was refreshing to find an understudy who didn’t need breaking in. After...

“I guess our little Catherine will be heard from some day. Miss Ayres was the leading literary light of her class, just like Cath. I can tell you these college reputations mean...

“Living in a castle is rather a fright,” she confided to Betty. “John doesn’t mind it, because he’s always lived in a near-castle. I get lost. I’m afraid of the butler. The Engl...

“The Goop is as bad as ever,” Betty complained one windy afternoon in March. “I’ve just been up in her room--she’s begun again throwing whatever she doesn’t need at the moment u...

MRS. POST had the grippe. “Why couldn’t I have waited until the spring vacation?” she sighed forlornly. “Then this house would be empty, and my daughter--the one who’s a nurse--...

MR. THAYER’S May party was to be a Doll Festival. Georgia had thought of it, and she and Fluffy Dutton had made sure that the college was “properly excited” over its “features.”

BETTY WALES danced merrily across the campus to her office. It was commencement Monday. Betty hadn’t meant to stay over at first, but the affairs of the teachers’ agency were no...