Johnstown High School - Spectator Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

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THE SPECTATOR Z3 All the girls were especially agreeable and made up for their taunts earlier in the week by making the Freshmen feel a part of Glen Eden. - Martha, Adele and Kate, with a few others, lingered after the Reception to talk about coming social events. As they parted the trio were coming up the east corridor singing, When I'm old and gray, then I will dream of old Glen, My Alma Mater, oh ! The song broke off abruptly. All three looked wonder- ingly at one another. They had seen Eloise Leslie come out of Adele's room, softly close the door and hastily enter her own room. Adele was the first to speak. Well, what do you suppose that child was doing in my room at this hour ? Oh! I suppose she wished to see the interior of your room, because'I've often spoken of the beautiful appearance of your suite in her presence. I wouldn't begrudge her a glimpse, Adele, Kate answered lightly. Several weeks later Adele missed her sapphire brooch. The girls thought long on a possible explanation of its disap- pearance, and then Martha brought to mind the strange exit of Eloise from Adele's room. The matter was referred to Madame, who demanded an explanation from Eloise. She, too frightened to justify her ac- tions satisfactorily, said that she had entered the wrong room in the dark and, perceiving her mistake, had gone directly to her own room. This did not sound plausible and as a result rumor spread the news throughout the school and she was barred from the girls' company and openly snubbed by the Clique, although the Dean believed her story. lk IF Dk lk lk Pk PK wk lk Pk Adele and Martha were preparing to spend the week-end with Martha's aunt in the city. Katherine was helping them pack their bags and had just lifted a dainty chiffon gown from

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22 THE SPECTATOR Qlirrumatantial Euihenrr Mary C. Lape, '20 Talk about luck! It's wonderful that Adele and I are to be roommates in dear old 38 again. I haven't seen Ad since her house party, and the glorious times we expect to have made me more than enthusiastic to return to the halls of Glen Eden, and you know, Kate, school is an unusual thing for me to be enthusiastic about.'f Yes, you are lucky, retorted Kate. I hear that Glen will be overcrowded this year and Miss Dufell informed me that my roommate would be a Freshman, Eloise Leslie. Can you imagine me, Katherine Austin, rooming peaceably with a Freshman? My only consolation lies in the fact that I'l1 have something to amuse me. What is coming up the end stairs? Oh! I say, do you see my Freshman roommate? There, Dufell ushered her into my room. I must go over and empty a few hooks for the child. I always did monopolize wardrobes. Hurrah! Mart, there comes Adele up the campus. By the look of things she has more trunks than last year. Let's give her a rousing welcome. Adele King, Martha Wilson and Katherine Austin had been termed the Clique ever since they entered Glen Eden, Madame Dufell's school for girls, because of their devotion to one another and their disregard for the society of their class- mates. Adele was a natural leader and her wealth added to her popularity. Katherine was trustworthy, but proud and haughty. Martha provided the wit and cleverness. The girls spent the first week in renewing old friendships and settling their curriculum. Katherine tolerated her room- mate, and sometimes almost proved friendly, but Eloise Was too shy and studious for the Clique. On Friday Madame Du- fell announced that an Upper Class Reception for the Fresh- men would be held. Adele and Martha, as members of the Reception Commit- tee, were very much pleased with the success of their efforts.

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p24 THE SPECTATOR 'the cretonne hanger, when something fell from the dress and lay glittering on the rug. , Katherine was all excitement. Mart, Ad, look what I found caught in the folds of that dress you were going to wear the night of our reception! The trio gazed speechless at the sparkling ornament. The truth dawned upon them. Eloise's story had been true, but they through circumstantial evidence had condemned her as a thief. Adele, always the leader, picked up the sapphire brooch, turned it over in her hand and walked to the door. There is only one thing for us to do, girls, she said slowly. She walked down the hall to Room 36 and entered softly. The others followed. I