It was a long bulky epistle, a "round robin" from the members of the little high school club to which she had belonged at home.

The girls had scattered far and wide.

One was teaching music in an Oklahoma town; another had gone to Cleveland and was a stenographer in a broker's office there; a third was in Chicago, the wife of a young lawyer; and a fourth had married an engineer who was working a mine in Montana.

It made an absorbing narrative, and she read it several times.

At first it took her out of herself, far, far out all over the land.