The Phi Sigma Tau met in the senior locker-room for the last time and proceeded to Assembly Hall in a body.

“How strange it seems to be going to Assembly Hall instead of the gym. for class day,” remarked Miriam Nesbit to Grace.

“Yes, doesn’t it?” returned Grace.  “But when we come lack here next year as post-graduates, we’ll have the satisfaction of knowing that we helped a whole lot in getting the good old gym. ready for the next class, even if we couldn’t hold forth in it.”

The regular class day programme was carried out with tremendous enthusiasm.  The girl chums were applauded to the echo for their capable handling of the honors assigned them.  Nora in particular rose to heights of fame, her clever grinds provoking wholesale mirth.

“She must have made notes all year,” whispered Anne to Jessica under cover of a laugh which was occasioned by the story of one absentminded senior who pushed her glasses up over her forehead, searched diligently for them through the halls and locker-room, and, convinced that she had lost them on the street, inserted an advertisement in one of the Oakdale newspapers before going home that night.

“She did,” replied Jessica.  “She has always said that she wanted the job of writing the grinds.”

At the close of the exercises Grace delivered a spirited senior charge which was ably answered by the junior president.  The class song composed by Jessica was sung, then graduates and audience joined in singing “Auld Lang Syne.”  Then the air was rent with class yells, while the graduates received the congratulations of their friends and then repaired to their banquet.

Wednesday brought Hippy, Reddy and David and also Donald Earle to Oakdale, while Tom Gray and Arnold Evans appeared on Thursday afternoon, to the relief of their young friends.

“Better late than never,” called Tom Gray as he and Arnold hurried off the train to where David and his three friends stood eagerly scanning the train for them.

“We thought it would be never,” retorted Hippy.  “We were about to postpone commencement until some time next week, and order the flags at half mast, but now things can proceed as usual.”

“Hustle up, fellows,” commanded David.  “We’re not the only ones who were anxious.  The girls are all over at our house.  There’ll be a foregathering and a dinner there, and an after-gathering at your aunt’s, Tom.  So pile into my car and I’ll take you up Chapel Hill on the double quick.”

Inside of an hour the two young men were crossing the Nesbit’s lawn and making for the broad veranda where a bevy of pretty girls stood ready to greet them.

“We are so glad you got here at last,” cried Grace.  “If you hadn’t come on that train you wouldn’t have seen us graduate.  The next train from your part of the world doesn’t get in until ten o’clock.”

“We missed the early train and had to wait two hours,” replied Tom, “but now that we are here, you’ll find that you can’t drive us away with a club.”