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             Grace Harlowe's Fourth Year at Overton College

                     By JESSIE GRAHAM FLOWER, A. M.

Author of The Grace Harlowe High School Girls Series, Grace Harlowe's
First Year at Overton College, Grace Harlowe's Second Year at Overton
College, Grace Harlowe's Third Year at Overton College.




PHILADELPHIA
HENRY ALTEMUS COMPANY
Copyright, 1914




[Illustration: Grace Paused in the Doorway.]




CONTENTS


       I. A Semper Fidelis Luncheon

      II. The Last Freshman

     III. An Accident and a Surprise

      IV. Patience Promises to Stand By

       V. A Declaration of War

      VI. A Face to Face Talk

     VII. When Friends Fall Out

    VIII. A Leaf from the Past

      IX. A Thanksgiving Invitation

       X. Kathleen's Promise

      XI. Kathleen's Great Story

     XII. Treachery

    XIII. The Invitation

     XIV. A Congenial Sextette

      XV. A Firelight Council

     XVI. Elfreda Shows Grace the Way

    XVII. What the Seniors Thought of the Plan

   XVIII. The Fairy Godmother's Visit

     XIX. What Patience Overheard

      XX. The Mysterious "Peter Rabbit"

     XXI. Who Will Win the Honor Pin?

    XXII. Kathleen's Great Moment

   XXIII. Grace Finds Her Work

    XXIV. Conclusion




LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS


Grace Paused in the Doorway.

Grace Stepped Behind a Tree.

They Clustered About the Fireplace.

The Four Friends Were Strolling Across the Campus.




Grace Harlowe's Fourth Year at Overton College




CHAPTER I

A SEMPER FIDELIS LUNCHEON


    "The skies must smile and the sun must shine
    When Semper Fidelis goes out to dine,"

sang Arline Thayer joyously as she rearranged her sofa pillows for the
eighth time, patting each one energetically before placing it, then
stepping back to view the effect. "Aren't you glad every one's here, and
things have begun to happen again, Ruth?" she asked blithely. "I hope no
one disappoints us. I wish this room were larger. Still, it held
eighteen girls one night last year. Don't you remember my Hallowe'en
party, and what a time we had squeezing in here?"

"It is so good in Mrs. Kane to let us have the dining room with Mary to
serve the oysters," said Ruth. "We never could do things properly up
here."

"I know it. Oysters are such slippery old things, even on the half
shell," returned Arline, who was not specially fond of them. "Let me
see. The girls will be here at four o'clock. We are to have oysters,
soup, a meat course, salad and dessert. That makes five different
courses in five different houses. It will be eight o'clock before we
reach the dessert. I am glad that is to be served in Grace's room. We
always have a good time at Wayne Hall."

To the readers of "Grace Harlowe's First Year at Overton
College," "Grace Harlowe's Second Year at Overton College"
and "Grace Harlowe's Third Year at Overton College," Grace
Harlowe and her various intimate associates have become familiar
figures. Those who made her acquaintance, together with that of her
three friends, Nora O'Malley, Jessica Bright and Anne Pierson, during
her high school days will recall with pleasure the many eventful
happenings of these four happy years as set forth in "Grace
Harlowe's Plebe Year at High School," "Grace Harlowe's
Sophomore Year at High School," "Grace Harlowe's Junior Year at
High School" and "Grace Harlowe's Senior Year at High
School."

The September following the graduation of the four friends from high
school had seen their paths diverge widely, for Nora and Jessica had
entered an eastern conservatory of music, while Anne and Grace, after
due deliberation, had decided upon Overton College. Miriam Nesbit, of
Oakdale fame, had entered college with them, and the trio of friends had
spent three eventful years at Overton.

"It is time we gathered home," grumbled Arline. "I have hardly seen
Grace or any of the Semper Fidelis girls this week. They have all been
so popular that they haven't given a thought to their neglected little
friends."

"Let me see," returned Ruth slyly. "How many nights have you stayed
quietly at home this week?"

"Not one, you rascal," retorted Arline, laughing. "I ought to be the
last one to grumble. But in spite of all the rush, I have missed