PEREGRINATIONS

“Peregrinations,” laughed Kate, turning to the window to hide her face.  “Oh, Agatha, you are a dear, but you are too funny!  Even a Fourth of July orator would not have used that word.  I never heard it before in all of my life outside spelling-school.”

Then she looked at the dollar she was gripping and ceased to laugh.

“The dear lad,” she whispered.  “He did the whole thing.  She was going to let us ‘fight it out’; I could tell by her back, and Adam wouldn’t have helped me a cent, quite as much because he didn’t want to as because Father wouldn’t have liked it.  Fancy the little chap knowing he can wheedle his mother into anything, and exactly how to go about it!  I won’t spend a penny on myself until she is paid, and then I’ll make her a present of something nice, just to let her and Nancy Ellen see that I appreciate being helped to my chance, for I had reached that point where I would have walked to school and worked in somebody’s kitchen, before I’d have missed my opportunity.  I could have done it; but this will be far pleasanter and give me a much better showing.”

Then Kate began watching the people in the car with eager curiosity, for she had been on a train only twice before in her life.  She decided that she was in a company of young people and some even of middle age, going to Normal.  She also noticed that most of them were looking at her with probably the same interest she found in them.  Then at one of the stations a girl asked to sit with her and explained that she was going to Normal, so Kate said she was also.  The girl seemed to have several acquaintances on the car, for she left her seat to speak with them and when the train stopped at a very pleasant city and the car began to empty itself, on the platform Kate was introduced by this girl to several young women and men near her age.  A party of four, going to board close the school, with a woman they knew about, invited Kate to go with them and because she was strange and shaken by her experiences she agreed.  All of them piled their luggage on a wagon to be delivered, so Kate let hers go also.  Then they walked down a long shady street, and entered a dainty and comfortable residence, a place that seemed to Kate to be the home of people of wealth.  She was assigned a room with another girl, such a pleasant girl; but a vague uneasiness had begun to make itself felt, so before she unpacked she went back to the sitting room and learned that the price of board was eight dollars a week.  Forty-eight dollars for six weeks!  She would not have enough for books and tuition.  Besides, Nancy Ellen had boarded with a family on Butler Street whose charge was only five-fifty.  Kate was eager to stay where these very agreeable young people did, she imagined herself going to classes with them and having association that to her would be a great treat, but she never would dare ask for more money.  She thought swiftly a minute, and then made her first mistake.