Josephine Chase, Grace Harlowe's Fourth Year at Overton College
“ May life to you be wondrous kind, And may you all its treasures find; May skies ne'er threaten you, nor frown— To Loyalheart, girls, drink her down."Owing to the lateness of the play no one at Wayne Hall had had time to retire, and, hearing the music, the girls had with one accord hurried to the windows."Come on up, Gertrude," called Grace into the soft darkness. "I know your voice. How on earth did you get out of your costume, go home for your mandolin and manage to land under Miriam's and Elfreda's window, all within half an hour?" ”
