Dolly's College Experiences   By: Mabel Cronise Jones (1860-)

DOLLY'S COLLEGE EXPERIENCES

BY

MABEL CRONISE JONES

The C. M. Clark Publishing Company

BOSTON MDCCCCIX

Copyright, 1909

THE C. M. CLARK PUBLISHING CO,

BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS

U. S. A.

All Rights Reserved

ILLUSTRATIONS

PAGE

Dolly Frontispiece

"My brother says that I can heat water splendidly" 9

Beth and Dolly were discussing it one day as they took their usual walk 35

There were music and singing later in the evening 62

A moment later Dolly had been introduced to Beth's father 107

"Let me introduce you to two more of your classmates" 156

"Father could really get the papers by mail quite as well, I think, Mother" 206

"Aren't you going to say anything to me, Dolly?" 267

DOLLY'S COLLEGE EXPERIENCES

DOLLY'S COLLEGE EXPERIENCES

CHAPTER I

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Dolly looked around forlornly enough.

Of course, she wanted to go to college, but for the first time she realized how dreadful it was, to be away from all the home folks. In all those great buildings, with their hundreds of students, there was not a soul that Dolly knew.

Outside the door she could hear the old girls talking and chattering together. But she was not an old girl. She was just an insignificant little Freshman. No one took the least notice of her.

Her father had put her on the train and had even come part way with her. But the real loneliness commenced after she reached Westover.

The college bus was there, and there was a good natured man whom the girls all hailed as Patrick, and who seemed to belong to the college. He was evidently an expert at picking out the students, for when he caught sight of Dolly, he had walked up to her respectfully, and had inquired if she were not going to Westover College.

Then he put her safely into the bus, took her checks and looked after her bundles. A few moments later the bus was filled to overflowing with girls, the most of them apparently old students, for they seemed well acquainted with each other and were chattering like magpies. Some of them had been on the same train as Dolly, and our poor little Freshman had looked at them then with wistful, speculative eyes. But she had been too shy to attempt any conversation with them.

When they reached the college, all too soon for Dolly, she had hung back irresolutely, while the rest rushed up and embraced the teachers who stood in the reception room, ready to receive the newcomers.

She was feeling quite left out in the cold, and wishing heartily that she was back in the home nest. Only for a moment, though. Her hand was cordially taken, and she turned to find herself addressed by a sweet faced little woman, much shorter than Dolly herself, with gray hair and kindly eyes.

"I think this must be Miss Alden. Am I right?"

"Quite right, but I do not see how you knew."

"Your father telegraphed that you would come by this train, and you see, my dear, that you are the only Freshman in the crowd, so that it did not require much shrewdness on my part to pick you out. Now let me introduce you to some of the girls. You will soon feel acquainted here, I know. Margery," and as a tall, rather handsome girl turned around, she added; "I want you to meet Miss Alden, one of our new girls. Miss Ainsworth and here are Miss Rummel, Miss Paterson and Miss Graves. Margery, will you show Miss Alden to 77? Your room mate will not be here for several days yet. She is detained by her sister's marriage, which will occur this week. I hope you will like her; we tried to do our best in the arrangement of room mates; next year, you can select your own. Excuse me now." And she turned to another newcomer, and Dolly followed Miss Ainsworth down the long corridor.