In a very short time the guests were settled, hospitality was handed round, the colored papers were removed from the goodies, and there was a general abandonment to sticky satisfaction.
Between the first and second distributions Agnes, as President of the Sorority, addressed the meeting.
"We've a proposition to make to you all," she began.

"There are some things in this school that aren't always quite what they ought to be, and it's rather hard for juniors to fight their own battles.

Sometimes you squabble among yourselves--oh, _I_ know!--and sometimes you get it hot from the seniors or the Transition.

Well, we're going to help you.
Each of us means to take on one or more of you and be a sort of fairy godmother to you, and responsible for seeing you're decently treated.

I understand there's been a little trouble about your lunch biscuits ?" "It's Bertha!" "And Mabel!" "They're real mean!" "They simply grab them!" "Oh, do please stop it!" "And we haven't had our turns at the tennis courts!" "And Winnie borrowed my paint-box and won't give it back!" Agnes held up a hand to stop the general clamor.
"That'll do!" she decreed.