Why you're Rip Van Winkle in a petticoat! You ought to powder your hair and wear patches." "We've got the oddest girl here," this young lady wrote home.

"She has n't read any book that is n't a thousand years old.

One of the girls says she wears a trilobite for a breastpin; some horrid old stone, I believe that is, that was a bug ever so long ago.

Her name, she says, is Myrtle Hazard, but I call her Rip Van Myrtle." Notwithstanding the quiet life which these young girls were compelled to lead, they did once in a while have their gatherings, at which a few young gentlemen were admitted.

One of these took place about a month after Myrtle had joined the school.