"Do say something funny, Hippy!" exclaimed Nora in desperation.
"This silence is awful. In another minute we'll all be weeping.
Can't you offer something cheerful?"

Hippy fixed a reflective eye upon Nora for an instant, then
recited in a husky voice:

"Remember well, and bear in mind,
That fat young men are hard to find."

There was a shout of laughter went up at this and things began to
take a brighter turn.

"Now will you be good, Nora?" teased David.

"Humph!" sniffed Nora. "I knew his sadness was only skin deep."

"After all," said Anne Pierson, "why should we look at the gloomy
side. You are all coming home for Thanksgiving and the time will
slip by before we realize it. It's our duty to send you boys away
in good spirits, instead of making you feel blue and melancholy."

"Anne always thinks about her duty," laughed Jessica, "but she's
right, nevertheless. Let's all be as cheerful as possible."

"I hear the train coming," cried Grace, always on the alert. "Do
write to us, won't you, boys! Please don't forget to send us some
pictures of the college."