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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, January 26, 1917, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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THE WHITE FEATHER
By Virginia Lee Lathrop
(Copyright, 1917, W. G. Chapman.)
"Are we unanimous, girls?"
There was a noisy chorus of sev
eral voices. Clio Barry was mute, but
amid their excitement her compan
ions did not note the fact.
"Now it's all fixed up. You mail
it, Clio," spoke Elsa Danvers. "I fan-
by the young man, with all his grand
hauteur and exclusiveness, will com
prehend the significance 'of the sym
bol" "The white feather," murmured
Clio, and her face was troubled. Her
girl friends had rushed off to another
part of the garden to greet some
young men who had come to play
tennis. Clio drew to the shelter of
a leafy arbor and sat down to think.
She uttered a deep sigh as she
slipped the letter that had just been
handed to her into the pocket of the
light jacket she wore. Then she went
over the events of the past half hour
gravely, considerately, doubiously.
Brampton was a college town and
the students and their friends formed
the main social element There was
the inevitably jealousy, popularity,
criticism, leadership attending such
a condition. The students of the
two rival colleges were divided into
cliques. Neil Osborne was the cap
tain of one of the athletic teams, a
quiet, reserved young fellow, but
masterful and precise in his leader
ship, and he was involved in the
event of the moment.
Elsa Danvers disliked NeiL In the
first place, she had set her wiles to
capture the stalwart, handsome
young fellow and he had not been re
sponsive. In the next place, her
brothers belonged to the rival clique
and that had enhanced her prejudice.
She had joined her friends in the
Barry garden that day with a vivid
story to relate. ,
Neil, with several of his team, had
been, passing a billiard room in the 1
town, a favorite resort with the fast
college set, at dusk the evening pre
vious, when there sallied forth from
it a body of rivals. They had uproar
iously patched upon their enemies,
had wrestled several to the ground,
had delivered a Slack eye or two,
yah-yahed them derisively and has
tened to cover again.
The suddenness of the attack fair
ly took away the breath of the as-
"I Dropped My Jacket Out of the
Wagon."
saulted ones. Then a .mighty roar
went up.
"Satisfaction!"
"Revenge!"
"Clean them out!"
Amid indignant yells the coterie
looked to Neil Osborne, the leader, to
instantly give the order to vigorous
ly resent the dastardly attack. To
their infinite surprise, to their" dis
gust, he calmly ordered all hands to
proceed on their way. As captain
his mandate was Imperative. He
was .pale and disturbed, it was de-

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