When Patty Went to College by Jean Webster Read Free Book Online

"Take what the gods send and be grateful."
    But Priscilla was as good as her word, and she returned from the registrar's office flushed and defiant. "She insists that there isn't any such person in college, and that I must have made a mistake in the name! Did you ever hear anything so absurd?"
    "That seems to me the only reasonable explanation," Patty agreed amicably. "Perhaps it is Harris instead of Ferris."
    Priscilla faced her ominously. "You read the name yourself. It was as plain as printing."
    "We're all liable to make mistakes," Patty murmured soothingly.
    "Do you know," said Georgie, "I begin to think it's all a hallucination, and that there really isn't any Kate Ferris. It's strange, of course, but not any stranger than some of those cases you read about in psychology."
    "Hallucinations don't send flowers," said Priscilla, hotly; and she stalked out of the room, leaving Patty and Georgie to review the campaign.
    "I'm afraid it's gone far enough," said Georgie. "If she bothers the office very much there'll be an official investigation."
    "I'm afraid so," sighed Patty. "It's been very entertaining, but she is really getting sensitive on the subject, and I don't dare mention Kate Ferris's name when we're alone."
    "Shall we tell her?"
    Patty shook her head. "Not just now--I shouldn't dare. She believes in corporal punishment."
    A few days later Priscilla received another note directed in the hand she had come to dread. She threw it into the waste-basket unopened; but, curiosity prevailing, she drew it out again and read it:
    DEAR MISS POND: As I have been obliged to leave college on account of my health, I inclose my resignation to the German Club. I thank you very sincerely for your kindness to me this year, and shall always look back upon our friendship as one of the happiest memories of my college life.
    Yours sincerely, KATE FERRIS.
    When Patty came in she found Priscilla silently and grimly scratching a hole into the roll-book where Kate Ferris's name had been.
    "Changed her mind again?" Patty asked pleasantly.
    "She's left college," Priscilla snapped, "and don't you ever mention her name to me again."
    Patty sighed sympathetically and remarked to the room in general: "It's sort of pathetic to have your whole college life summed up in a hole in the German Club archives. I can't help feeling sorry for her!"
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    VI
    A Story with Four Sequels
    It was Saturday, and Patty had been working ever since breakfast, with a brief pause for luncheon, on a paper entitled "Shakspere, the Man." At four o'clock she laid down her pen, pushed her manuscript into the waste-basket, and faced her room-mate defiantly.
    "What do I care about Shakspere, the man? He's been dead three hundred years."
    Priscilla laughed unfeelingly. "What do I care about a frog's nervous system, for the matter of that? But I am writing an interesting monograph on it, just the same."
    "Ah, I dare say you are making a valuable addition to the subject."
    "It's quite as valuable as your addition to Shaksperiana."
    Patty dropped a voluble sigh and turned to the window to note that it was raining dismally.
    "Oh, hand it in," said Priscilla, comfortingly. "You've worked on it all day, and it's probably no worse than the most of your things."
    "No sense to it," said Patty.
    "They're used to that," laughed Priscilla.
    "What are you laughing at, anyway?" Patty asked crossly. "I don't see anything to laugh at in this beastly place. Always having to do what you don't want to do when you most don't want to do it. Just the same, day after day: get up by bells, eat by bells, sleep by bells. I feel like some sort of a delinquent living in an asylum."
    Priscilla treated this outburst with the silence it deserved, and Patty turned back to her perusal of the rain-soaked campus.
    "I wish something would happen," she said discontentedly. "I think I'll put on a mackintosh and go out in search of adventure."
    "Pneumonia will happen if you do."
    "What business has it to be raining,