the hall until the girls had plans and money for their own furniture. Cathalina longed to have her father send on the “whole thing,” but Miss Randolph said that it would not do. “If you want to give them a piano later, that would be a beautiful thing to do. But people love what they work for themselves.”

On Saturday afternoon the freshmen, new, most of them, a little timid and strange, some of them, in these halls of learning, gathered promptly in the society hall to which they had been bidden. They slid into the back seats, while the senior girls who had no part in the plans of the committee sat in front or among them, very friendly and promising more social activity as soon as the program should be over.

“Look at the arrangement of the chairs up front!” exclaimed Betty. “They’re going to have a court! That’s why they came after Lilian,—” But before Betty could finish her sentence, in came an imposing procession. Lilian was judge, in flowing robes. Dignified lawyers carried ponderous tomes. Even the court stenographers and reporters were represented. A comical crew of jurymen filed in. The latter marched in step twice around the double row of twelve chairs, stood till the foreman gave a signal and sat down together. Little freshmen doubled over to laugh, and the seniors in the audience followed their example. “Look at the clothes of the jurymen!” shrieked one. But the bailiff, or some other dignified official, pounded for order. There were, it must be confessed, some differences between the method of conducting this court and the usual procedure. But if anything this only added to the fun.

Lilian wore someone’s senior cap and gown, imported for the occasion by one of the girls. That explained the big package which Lilian had had. Her hair piled high, as much of it out of sight as possible, she made a pretty Portia. Rising with much dignity and solemnity, she announced that the first case called would be that of the state against Edith Fuller. “Bring in the prisoner!” she sternly commanded. Whereupon the bailiff called loudly for Edith Fuller, and two officials marched down the aisle to where the astonished Edith sat. Edith had accompanied a sister to Greycliff, as one of the “little girls,” and had been chosen as the first victim because the senior committee thought that she would not be as likely to be embarrassed as the new girls. Meanwhile the rest could get used to the idea!

“Is the prosecution ready?” inquired the judge.

“The prosecution is ready, your honor,” declared the fierce prosecuting attorney.

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