It will be the first time I've been east of the mountains since I left college, and I'm going to stop at New Haven on my way home to see how they're getting on without me.

By the way, you probably know that Marian is going to college ?" "No; I didn't know it," exclaimed Sylvia.

"But I knew her mother was interested and I gave her a Wellesley catalogue.

That was a long time ago!" "That was when you were visiting Mrs.Owen at Waupegan?
I see, said the blind man!" "What do you see ?" asked Sylvia.
"I see Mrs.Bassett and Marian, niece and grandniece respectively, of Aunt Sally Owen; and as I gaze, a stranger bound for college suddenly appears on Mrs.Owen's veranda, in cap and gown.

Tableau!" "I don't see the picture," Sylvia replied, though she laughed in spite of herself.
"I not only see," Dan continued, "but I hear the jingle of red, red gold, off stage." This was going a trifle too far.