. Betty Wales, junior; a story for girls . rom the ^ Argus board. Ever since she entered college, fullyinformed by her upper class friends about allthe ways of putting oneself forward and allthe offices and honors that a clever girl mightaspire to, Eleanor had looked forward to theday of the Argus elections as her hour ofgreatest triumph. Now Emily Davis had theplace that might have been hers, and she wasslinking home by a back path, hoping toavoid meeting any one. She looked across thegreening campus and saw^ little Helen Adamsalso hurrying home. Her lips curled scorn-fully as she watched Hel
. Betty Wales, junior; a story for girls . rom the ^ Argus board. Ever since she entered college, fullyinformed by her upper class friends about allthe ways of putting oneself forward and allthe offices and honors that a clever girl mightaspire to, Eleanor had looked forward to theday of the Argus elections as her hour ofgreatest triumph. Now Emily Davis had theplace that might have been hers, and she wasslinking home by a back path, hoping toavoid meeting any one. She looked across thegreening campus and saw^ little Helen Adamsalso hurrying home. Her lips curled scorn-fully as she watched Helens joyous progress,for to her as to Jean this late hard-won recog-nition would have had in it more humiliationthan triumph. Then all at once her facesoftened as the idea of the supper came to her.^ I dont believe any one else, except pos-sibly Betty, will think of it, she decidedswiftly, * and perhaps it would please Helenmore if I should do it. Coming from some oneoutside her special friends, it will seem like amore general AT THH UOOR OF HELENS ROOM SHE HESITATED THE NBW YORK PUBLIC T,in-uny A«rmfi, iJSNox AND JUNIOR 303 At the door of Helens room she hesitatedand drew back to consider. All the editorswould be at Cuylers that evening with partiesof their friends. Everybody who saw herwould either remember why she was not aneditor or wonder what the mysterious reasoncould be. I might wait until to-morrow, shethought. ■ There would be fewer peoplethen, and I shouldnt be so conspicuous. But no; to-night was the proper night foran editorial spread, and Helen should havethe fun of being in the midst of things foronce. So she knocked and explained her errand,Helens ecstasy of delight was almost pathetic. ^^ A supper at Cuylers for me! she cried.^ Oh, how lovely! How perfectly lovely!Betty has ordered some flowers for me, andnow you do this ! I havent anything left towish for. Im sure I shall enjoy my one bigday as much as girls like you and Betty enjoyall yours pu
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