Marjorie Dean, College Freshman
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Chase Josephine. Marjorie Dean, College Freshman
CHAPTER I. – A LONELY LOOKOUT
CHAPTER II. – A TALK WITH CAPTAIN AND A SURPRISE
CHAPTER III. – THE REAL RONNY
CHAPTER IV – CONCERNING JEREMIAH
CHAPTER V. – THE BREAKING UP OF THE OLD GUARD
CHAPTER VI. – THE BOWKNOT OF AFFECTION
CHAPTER VII. – ON THE THRESHOLD
CHAPTER VIII. – THE FIVE TRAVELERS
CHAPTER IX. – A DISAPPOINTMENT AND A FRIEND
CHAPTER X. – AN AMIABLE SOPHOMORE
CHAPTER XI. – SETTLING DOWN AT WAYLAND HALL
CHAPTER XII. – UNEXPECTED CALLERS
CHAPTER XIII. – ON THE TRAIL OF DINNER
CHAPTER XIV. – A SILENT DECLARATION OF HOSTILITY
CHAPTER XV. – THE GIRLS OF WAYLAND HALL
CHAPTER XVI. – CULTIVATING CLASS SPIRIT
CHAPTER XVII. – A HOUSE DIVIDED AGAINST ITSELF
CHAPTER XVIII. – A DISCOMFITED SAN SOUCIAN
CHAPTER XIX. – THE GIFTE OF BEAUTYE
CHAPTER XX. – LIVING UP TO TRADITION
CHAPTER XXI. – ON THE EVE OF THE GAME
CHAPTER XXII. – A HARD ASSIGNMENT
CHAPTER XXIII. – A FRESHMAN REVOLT
CHAPTER XXIV. – THE FIRST VICTORY
CHAPTER XXV. – A NEW CONSPIRACY
CHAPTER XXVI. – FRIENDS GOOD AND TRUE
CHAPTER XXVII. – THE SECOND VICTORY
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Presently clearance came. With a long sigh, Marjorie raised her head. She was just in time to see her mother wiping her own eyes and making a valiant effort to smile. It pulled the little lieutenant together as nothing else could have done.
“Oh, Captain, forgive me!” she cried out in contrition. It was unusual to see tears in her mother’s soft eyes. “I’m a nice kind of soldier!”
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“‘The spectators to Jeremiah’s fall were three children, a horse, and an old green and yellow parrot. The kiddies weren’t impressed, but the parrot yelled and ha-ha-ed and enjoyed himself a whole lot. He was in a cage hung on a porch right near where I fell. I don’t know what the horse thought. He behaved like a gentleman, though. He didn’t either rubber or laugh. That’s more than I can say of the other witnesses to my disaster.
“‘But, on with my narrative. I’ll leave you to imagine how I looked. My white pongee suit was no longer suitable. It was a disgrace to the noble house of Macy. I had to get home, just the same, so I faced about and hit up a pace for the hotel. I had gone about two blocks when I met a jitney. I never enjoyed meeting anyone so much before as that jitney man. Of course the hotel verandas were full of people. It was just before luncheon and folks were sitting around, hopefully waiting for the dining rooms to open.
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