their table and share their food for this one meal.

"Oh, dear, Nan!" cried one little miss, "did you bring back
Beautiful Beulah all safe and sound with you? Shall we have her to
play with again this term?"

"Why, bless you, honey!" returned the bigger girl, "I did not even
take the doll away. Mrs. Cupp has charge of it, and if she lets me,
we will take it up into Room Seven, Corridor Four, to-morrow."

"Oh, won't that be nice?" acclaimed the little girls, for Nan's big
doll was an institution at Lakeview Hall among more than the
children in the primary department.

But at the end of the meal Nan was dragged away by the older girls.
They were an excited and hilarious crowd.

"There's something doing!" whispered Bess in Nan's ear. "That new
girl is on our corridor. You know the room that was shut up all
last term?"

"Number eight?"

"That is the one. Rhoda has got it. And what do you think?"

"Almost any mischief," replied Nan, with dancing eyes.

"Oh, now, Nan! Well, Laura has told her that the room is haunted.
Says a girl died there two years ago and it's never been used
since. And so now her ghost will be sure to haunt it--"