jealous of her.” “We needn’t care,” said Isabel, “what I’m so crazy about is the butterfly pin!” “The motto can go on the back of it, can’t it?” asked Avalon. “O, yes,” said Cathalina, “with the name and date. I think we ought to have ‘Greycliff,’ too.” “You can’t have all that on a pin unless you get a big one.” “Maybe not. Which would you rather leave off?” “The motto. We ought to have our names and ‘Greycliff,’ whatever else we leave off.” “All right. I’ll get designs from New York, and if they don’t suit us we’ll make our own design. Lilian, you call the meeting to order. We have a reason, Eloise.” This was to explain why Eloise was not called upon as before. Lilian took the chair, figuratively speaking, for she sat on her bright sweater which was spread over a carpet of pine needles, Eloise was made president, “by acclamation”; Juliet, vice-president; Pauline, secretary. Cathalina, because of the pin proposition, was elected treasurer. “Besides,” said Isabel, who nominated Cathalina, “it wouldn’t do to have all the officers in the same suite. They might abscond with the whole society.” “Don’t mind me,” said Helen. “Of course, it is a blow to have all my suite-mates officers, but I’ll try to stand it.” As all the girls were in the same predicament as regards lessons, the meeting was a short one, and long before the study bell rang they started back to the Hall. Isabel and Avalon had hurried away first. Eloise and Helen had just disappeared within the big doors at the side entrance. Juliet and Pauline were strolling in advance of the other girls when suddenly Juliet turned and waved. “Bright idea!” she exclaimed. The other girls hurried up. “Pauline and I were just thinking that all this lovely September weather ought not to be wasted in little tramps or beach parties. Why not have a regular Greycliff picnic to the Island?” “Sure enough!” assented Hilary. “Why not, indeed? When would you have it?” “Next Saturday. School began earlier than usual this year. It goes that way sometimes, you know,
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