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Her mind would not work in "Math," but she
managed to get through with a recitation in
that. One bright spot in the gloom was that
there was no recitation in Latin. Miss Heath
was ill, the substitute hadn't come, and they had
study hall instead.

Betty, who liked Miss Heath, hoped that she
was not too ill and asked Carolyn if it "wouldn't
turn out like that!"

"The one lesson we got, Carolyn, we didn't
have to recite and my study hall came too late
to save me. I just about half recited this
morning!"

"Well, remember we've our Monday's lesson
ahead, Betty."

"Sure enough. Aren't you encouraging?"

Betty and Carolyn shared a steamer rug,
brought by Carolyn on some previous occasion
and kept in her locker. The weather had mode-
rated from the little flurry of snow and a cold
day or two which they had had. But at that
the game did not help Betty's cold any. She
forgot it in the general commotion, enthusiasm,
singing and cheering that went on, but her
handkerchief was needed to catch the sneezes.

A wintry sun shone down on field and sta-
dium. Several hundred boys and girls and their
elders tensely followed the plays, but oh, at

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