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PEGGY PARSONS
AT PREP SCHOOL BY
ANNABEL SHARP
M. A. DONOHUE & COMPANY
CHICAGO NEW YORK
Made in U. S. A.
Contents
CHAPTER I THE SERENADE
CHAPTER II BEING A BELLE
CHAPTER III A BACON BAT
CHAPTER IV THE INSIDE OF GLOOMY HOUSE
CHAPTER V MANAGING MRS. FOREST
CHAPTER VI THE BEAN AUCTION
CHAPTER VII MR. HUNTINGTON'S STORY
CHAPTER VIII CHRISTMAS HOLIDAYS
CHAPTER IX THE FORTUNE TELLER
CHAPTER X MISS ROBINSON CRUSOE
CHAPTER XI THE INITIAL H
CHAPTER XII THE MEETING
CHAPTER XIII SPRING AND ANNAPOLIS
CHAPTER XIV WATER SPRITES
CHAPTER XV PARSONS COURT
PEGGY PARSONS AT PREP SCHOOL
CHAPTER I THE SERENADE
Peggy Parsons wove her curly hair into a golden braid, and stretching
her slim arms above her head yawned sleepily.
"Oh, you mustn't do that," sniggered her room mate out of the
semi darkness of the one candle power illumination. "They don't allow it
here."
"Don't allow what?" said Peggy, beginning to prance before the mirror to
admire the fluttering folds of her new blue silk kimono, which had been
given her by a cousin the week before school opened, with the delightful
label, "For Midnight Fudge Parties."
"Don't allow what?" she repeated curiously, bobbing up and down before
her reflection, "can't I even yawn if I want to?"
"No," her room mate unsympathetically insisted, "they teach us manners
along with our French and mathematics, and yawning isn't one, a manner,
I mean. Yawning is enough to keep you from getting high marks. This is a
finishing school we've come to, please remember."
"It will finish me," sighed Peggy, with a final whirl of blue draperies,
"if I can't do as I like. Why, I always have."
"I'm glad I've got you for a room mate, then," said the other girl
heartily. "It will be such fun to see what happens."
Peggy blew out the candle and crept across the room, in the darkness,
nearly colliding with a little rose tree that had been given to the
girls to brighten their room against their possible homesickness.
"What's going to happen now is that I'm going to sleep," she laughed.
"And I'm glad I've got you for a room mate, Katherine Foster,
just anyway."
And both girls smiled into the darkness, for their first day at Andrews
had given them a sense of pleasant anticipation for the rest of the
year.
Just as their vivid memories of the preceding twelve hours began to mix
themselves up confusingly with dreams, the sound of singing bursting
into triumphant volume under their windows caused both sleepy pairs of
eyes to pop open.
"Katherine ?" breathed Peggy excitedly.
"Peggy ?" whispered Katherine, "oh, do you suppose it is ?"
"Andrews opened late, and the other schools were already well into their
football and basketball stage: that afternoon the Amherst team had been
in town to play the local college football eleven, and there had been
rumors that the glee club had been among those who cheered on the
Amherst side."
The song came up now, sweet and strong, with its sure tenor soaring
almost to their window, it seemed.
Swiftly and silently the two were out of bed and had pattered across to
peep down. There they were! There they really were , in the moonlight,
the glee club, singing up to the open dormitory windows.
"Cheer for Old Amherst,
Amherst must win.
Fight to the fin ish,
Never give in.
All do your best, boys,
We'll do the rest, boys,
For this is old Amherst's da ay.
Rah, rah, rah...."
Peggy felt her arm being pinched black and blue, but she was beyond
caring.
"O oh, it's heavenly," she sighed.
"Peggy, it's a serenade," breathed Katherine happily.
"Of course it is," assented Peggy, as if she were used to this kind of
thing, "and it's a very nice one... Continue reading book >>
