Show ON THE CAR S the mistake of three well Kean young women on a suburban train out from the doors of a great city church streamed hundreds of bright faced boys and girls the streets sparkled the swarmed with them from every jacket and drags waist fluttered a bright ribbon bearing soma magic initials which stamped the weara as a yo ung three girls pretty and well dressed entered a short train which passed district every beat had at least one occupant most of them men BO a lady hastily emptied of its parcels the seat beside her but the girls were already cared for two drummers had risen a seat waa turned and the girls had bowed their thanks they made a pretty picture in the dusty car and seemed to create a new atmosphere mo sphere men straightened themselves in their seats women looked less weary even the children ceased their worrying to fasten their ayea upon the interesting trio the girls held the situation in their well gloved hands presently one of them began to ham a hymn in which tho others joined and very soon three new song books were opened gradually tho tones grew louder and words were added the alto came out strong on the accidentale accidentals acci dentals the tenor struck falsetto the soprano opened her mouth wider and wider the lady behind looked first surprised then pained men dropped their newspapers and turned to stare or winked at one another the brakeman brushed rudely against the shoulder of the eldest A sleeping baby awoke and cried it was all such a mistake the girla meant nothing wrong they merely forgot that they were not in that great chorus of voices among persons of their own age and all bound together by one tie they would have been shocked had they known how they had fallen in the estimation of even the most rustic of those passengers they had voluntarily descended from the high pedestal upon which they had been placed remember that the credit of the college rests with you was always the parting injunction of one of americas finest educators as her girls started homeward at vacation time 1 I like to think that our school ia never advertised on the cars that would be more objectionable in my eyes than silas lapham s mineral paint signs decorating the landscape comparison have yon not heard girls in the cars tell more than yon cared to asar of the history of their relatives and friends have yon not heard their laughter above the puffing of the locomotive nice girls too girls who like the pinging trio simply forget that they are on the public highway and do not think how their high spirits and bubbling vitality will appear to those around them in our country girls and women often travel alone and they have only themselves to thank if they are subjected to annoyance from fellow travelers if they meet with disrespect it is only be cause they harbor it in themselves youths companion |