Grace Harlowe's Senior Year at High School by Jessie Graham [pseud.] Flower
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destroyed, although the splendid efforts of the firemen had
prevented the flames from extending to the main buildings, and the rain had completed their good work. Grace had allowed no grass to grow under her feet, but had gone to the root of the matter the day following the fire, and found that the school could expect no assistance from the city or the state that year. She had thereupon racked her usually fertile brain for money-making schemes, but so far had settled on nothing, so she had called in her friends, and the Phi Sigma Tau had been in council for the past half hour without having advanced a single prolific idea. "Think hard, girls," begged Grace. "We simply must do something that will make Oakdale sit up and take notice, and incidentally spend their money." "We might give a play or a concert," suggested Eva Allen. "Not original enough to draw the crowd," vetoed Nora O'Malley. "Besides, the sophomore class has already begun to make plans for a play. While the other three classes are making plans we ought to go ahead and astonish the natives. The early stunt catches the cash, you know," concluded Nora slangily. "Well, what would you suggest as a cash-catching stunt?" asked Anne. "You are generally a prize suggester." "We might have a bazaar," said Nora after a moment's thought, "with ever so many different booths. We could have a gypsy camp, |
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