"A newspaper woman!" cried Constance Fuller. "Why, I think that
would be dreadful!"

"I don't," stoutly averred Mabel. "I'd love to be a reporter and go
poking into all sorts of places. After a while I'd be sent out to
write up murder trials and political happenings and, oh, lots of big
stories." Mabel beamed on her amazed audience.

"I never would have believed it of you, but I'm sure you could do
it," predicted Leona Rowe confidently.

"Good for you!" cried Mabel, leaning across the table to shake hands
with Leona. "I have one loyal supporter at least."

Mabel's declaration having brought to the minds of the little
company the fact that sooner or later the choice of an after-college
occupation would be necessary, a brisk discussion began as to what
each girl intended to do. Aside from Anne, who had fully determined
to stick to her profession, and Constance, who was specializing in
English, with the intention of one day returning to Overton as an
instructor, no one at the table had a very definite idea of her
future usefulness.

"We seem to be a rather purposeless lot," remarked Miriam Nesbit.
"The trouble with most of us is that we are not obliged to think
about earning our own living after we leave college. We look forward
to being ornaments in our own particular social set, but nothing
more. I'm not sure, yet, what I am going to do with my education. I
intend to put it to some practical use, though."