"Oh, girls! Are you going to give right in--_so_ easy?" gasped Helen.
"I don"t feel like making myself conspicuous," Ruth said. "You can wager that most of our cla.s.s will hustle right off and get the proper hue in tams."
"Then we"d better go to town this very afternoon," Jennie cried, in haste, "and see if we can find three of baby blue shade. The stores will be drained of them by to-morrow."
"But to give--right--in!" wailed Helen, who dearly loved a fight.
"No. It isn"t that. But, as the advertis.e.m.e.nts say: "Eventually, so why not now?" We"ll have to come to it. Let"s get our tams while the tamming"s good."
Helen could not see the reason for obeying the senior order; but she could see no reason, either, for not following her chum"s lead. The three girls telephoned for a taxicab, which came to Dare Hall for them at half past three.
They were not the only girls going to town; but some of the freshmen, like Helen, wished to display their independence and refused--as yet--to obey the senior command.
A line at the bottom of the notice announced that three days were allowed the freshmen to obtain their proper tam-o"-shanters.
"Three days!" gasped Heavy, as they started off in the little car. "Why, it will take the stores in Greenburg two weeks to supply sufficient tams of the proper color."
"Then if we don"t get ours," laughed Ruth, "we"d better go bareheaded until the new tams can be sent us from home."
"I won"t do that!" cried the annoyed Helen. "Oh! oh!" she exclaimed, the next moment, and before they were out of the grounds. "See Miss Frayne!
She has her scrambled-egg tam on."
"Don"t you suppose she has read the notice?" worried Ruth.
"Why hasn"t she?"
"Well, she seems to flock together with herself so much. n.o.body seems to be chummy with her--yet," Ruth explained.
"Now, old Mother Worry!" exclaimed Helen, "bother about _her_, will you?"
"Yes, ma"am," said Ruth, demurely. "I shall, I suppose."
"Goodness, Ruth!" cried Jennie.
They discovered a rather strange thing when they arrived in Greenburg and entered the first store that dealt in ladies" apparel. Oh, yes, indeed! the proprietor had tam-o"-shanters of just the required shade, baby blue. The friends bought immediately for fear some of the other girls who had come to town would find these and buy the proprietor out.
And then, p.r.o.ne to the usual feminine frailty, they went "window shopping." And in every store seeking trade from the college girls they found the baby blue tam-o"-shanters.
"It"s the most astonishing thing!" gasped Helen. "What do you suppose it means? Did you ever see so many caps of one kind and color in all your life?"
"It is amazing," agreed Ruth. Yet she was reflective.
Jennie began to laugh. "Wonder if the seniors are just helping out their friends among the tradespeople? It looks as though the storekeepers had bought a superabundance of baby blue caps and the seniors were putting it up to us to save the stores from bankruptcy."
Ruth, however, thought it must be something other than that. Was it that the storekeepers had been notified by the senior "powers that be" to be ready to supply a sudden large demand for tam-o"-shanters of that particular hue?
At least, one little Hebrew asked the three friends if they had already bought their tam-o"-shanters. "For vy, I haf a whole case of your cla.s.s colors, ladies, that my poy iss opening."
"What cla.s.s color?" demanded Helen, grumpily enough.
"Oh, Mees! A peau-ti-ful plue!"
"They"re all doing it! They"re all doing it!" murmured Jennie, staggering out of the "emporium." "This is going to affect my brain, girls. _Did_ the seniors know the storekeepers had the tams in stock, or have the storekeepers been put wise by our elder sisters at Ardmore?"
"What"s the odds?" finally laughed Helen, as they got into the waiting car. "We"ve got _our_ tams. I only hope there are enough to go around."
The appearance of more than a score of baby-blue caps on the campus before evening showed that our trio of freshmen were not the only members of their cla.s.s who considered it wise to obey the mandate of the lordly seniors, and without question.
The tempest in the teapot, however, continued to rage. Many girls declared they had not come to Ardmore to "be made monkeys of."
"No," May MacGreggor was heard to say. "Some of you were already a.s.sisted by nature. But get together, freshies! Can"t you read the handwriting on the wall?"
"We can read the typewriting on the billboards," sniffed Helen Cameron.
"Don"t ask us to strain our eyesight farther."
Perhaps this was really the intention behind the senior order--that the entering girls should become more quickly riveted into a compact body.
How the rooms occupied by the more popular freshmen buzzed during the next few days!
Our trio of friends, Ruth, Helen and Jennie, had been in danger of establishing a clique of three, if they had but known it. Now they were forced to extend their borders of acquaintanceship.
As they were three, and were usually seen about the study-room Ruth and Helen had established, it was natural that other girls of their cla.s.s on that corridor of Dale Hall should flock to them. They thus became the nucleus at this side of the campus of the freshman cla.s.s. From discussing the rule of the haughty seniors, the freshmen began to talk of their own organization and the approaching election.
Had Ruth allowed her friends to do so, there would have been started a boom by Helen and Jennie Stone for the girl of the Red Mill for president of the freshman cla.s.s. This honor Ruth did not desire. There were several girls whom she had noted already among her mates, older than she, and who evidently possessed qualities for the position.
Besides, Ruth Fielding felt that if she became unduly prominent at first at Ardmore, girls like Edith Phelps would consider her a particularly bright target. She told herself again, but this time in private, that fame was not always an a.s.set.
CHAPTER XI
THE ONE REBEL
However much the natural independence of the freshmen balked at the mandate promulgated by the seniors, baby-blue tam-o"-shanters grew more numerous every hour on the Ardmore campus.
The soph.o.m.ores were evidently filled with glee; the juniors and seniors smiled significantly, but said nothing. The freshmen had been put in their place at once, it was considered. But the attack upon them had made the newcomers eager for an organization of their own.
"If we are going to be bossed this way--and it is disgraceful!--we must be prepared to withstand imposition," Helen announced.
So they began busily settling the matter of the organization of the cla.s.s and the choosing of its officers. Before these matters were arranged completely, however, there was an incident of note.
The freshmen, as a body, were invited to attend a soph.o.m.ore "roar." It was to be the first out-of-door "roar" of the year and occurred right after cla.s.ses and lectures one afternoon. The two lower cla.s.ses scamped their gymnasium work to make it a success.
Now, a "roar" at Ardmore was much nicer than it sounds. It was merely an open-air singing festival, and this one was for the purpose of making the freshmen familiar with the popular songs of the college.
Professor Leidenburg, the musical director, himself led the outdoor concert. The soph.o.m.ores stood in a compact body before the main entrance to the college hall. Ma.s.sed in the background, and in a half circle, were the freshmen.
The weather had become cool and all the girls wore their tam-o"-shanters. For the first time it was noticeable how pretty the pale blue caps on the freshmen"s heads looked. And the new girls likewise noted that most of the tam-o"-shanters worn-by their soph.o.m.ore hostesses were pale yellow.