I may say that she has turned in a set of examination papers absolutely perfect in every detail, and it is with real delight I announce that she has won not only the usual smaller prize of twenty-five dollars, but the premium always offered at the same time, but never before won by any pupil of this school, of one hundred dollars, for a flawless examination.

I would, therefore, ask Miss Anne Pierson to come to the platform, that I may have the honor of delivering both prizes to her." Such a shout as arose after this remarkable speech had never before been heard at a high school graduation.

The freshman class was fairly mad with joy, while Hippy and Reddy yelled themselves hoarse.
"Anne!" cried Grace.

"Wake up, Anne! Are you asleep, child?
Go up to the platform.

Miss Thompson is waiting for you." Tears of joy and relief were rolling down Grace's cheeks as she urged Anne to rise from her seat.
Anne stood up, half dazed, still wondering what it was all about, and made her way through a sea of faces to the platform.
"Hurrah!" roared the pupils of the High School in one voice.
"Hi-hi-hi! Hi-hi-hi! Oakdale, Oakdale, HIGH SCHOOL!" This was an honor usually accorded only to football and baseball heroes.
When Anne reached the platform she appeared so small and plain, in her simple white muslin frock, that people looked at her wonderingly.