CAMPUS CONFIDENCES After the Easter vacation there seemed very little left of the college year.

Spring overtook the Overton girls unawares, and golf, tennis, Saturday afternoon picnics and walking tours crowded even basketball off their schedule.

It was delightful just to stroll about the fast-greening campus arm in arm with one's best friend under the smiling blue of an April sky.

It was ideal weather for planning for the future, but it was anything but conducive to study.
"It's a good thing we work like mad in the winter," grumbled Elfreda Briggs, giving her Horace a vindictive little shove that sent it sliding to the floor.

"I can't remember anything now, except that the grass is green, the sky is blue--" "Sugar is sweet, and so are you," supplemented Miriam Nesbit slyly.
"That wasn't what I was going to say at all," retorted Elfreda reprovingly.
"Then I beg your pardon," returned Miriam, with mock contrition.