The Girls of Greycliff

The next day was full of all sorts of things. With the same general program, it is astonishing how different the school years are. There are new teachers, a new angle from which...

The second week of school was scarcely less full than the first. Among other things, the invitations were to be sent out to the new members of the Shakespearean Literary Society...

In a boarding school full of bright girls, the most ordinary weeks contain something new and interesting, but the last week of October in this opening of the year at Greycliff w...

To school girls there is something especially exhilarating about the Christmas holidays. The long stretch at the beginning of the school year has been accomplished. The glorious...

The majority of Greycliff girls enjoyed the chapel period. Attendance was compulsory, but there was the home feeling of people with many thoughts and activities in common and th...

Again the big halls at Greycliff were full of laughter and chatterings. Bright faces peeped from doors, light forms whisked hither and yon, doors banged, trunks bumped or travel...

Halls and parlors were full of laughing boys and girls. Their years, perhaps, might entitle them or some of them to be called young men and women, but this generation does not m...

“I’m through for the day!” exclaimed Isabel joyously. “This is my easy day, and by good luck one of my classes doesn’t recite tomorrow. Dr. Carver is sick, hasn’t heard a class...

“Quod erat demonstrandum,” filled in Isabel. “I’m taking geometry myself this year. You girls ought to have heard Dr. Norris call me down in class the other day. I was not sure...

It was in January, cold, sparkling, crisp, the ice on the dam above the river’s mouth thick and smooth as glass. There had been some very severe weather which the girls had welc...

At Greycliff Hall, meantime, the greatest alarm and concern was felt at the suddenness and fury of the storm. “I tell you, they can not have reached the Island,” declared Dr. Ca...

Betty laid out the dress on the bed, preparatory to the folding process, and looking over it said, “O, one of the pretty little pansy dangle-ums is gone from this sleeve! I’m so...

Early Saturday morning Isabel flew into the suite occupied by Eloise, Helen, Pauline and Juliet. “I’ve something to tell you,” said she. “Your class meeting comes this morning,...

Betty and Cathalina strolled away together from the senior-freshman party, and Betty asked if Cathalina thought it possible to have a short meeting after dinner to consider whet...

“A pretty sight,” said Juliet, as she looked out of a Lakeview Suite window at the front campus, all aglow with lights that cast yellow beams across the well-trimmed grass. A ce...

How the girls of Lakeview Suite were working at their lessons these winter days! Nor were they the only ones. Eloise came in one day from a long practice on piano and said as sh...

Early the wild ducks returned. Other birds came in due season, and the bird classes began their yearly prowlings. The Greycliff Bird Club prospered. Never had they had such list...

Arrived at Greycliff Hall, the senior academy girls were tucked into bed like babies—every one of them. Hot baths, hot drinks, warm blankets and disagreeable doses prescribed by...

“I’m glad it’s Saturday,” said Cathalina sleepily the next morning, reaching out a hand across the space between her bed and Betty’s. Betty extracted a hand from beneath the war...