BLURRED WINDOWS With Sylvia's life in college we have little to do, but a few notes we must make now that she has reached her sophomore year.

She had never known girls until she went to college and she had been the shyest of freshmen, the least obtrusive of sophomores.
She had carried her work from the start with remarkable ease and as the dragons of failure were no longer a menace she began to give more heed to the world about her.

She was early recognized as an earnest, conscientious student whose work in certain directions was brilliant; and as a sophomore her fellows began to know her and take pride in her.
She was relieved to find herself swept naturally into the social currents of the college.

She had been afraid of appearing stiff or priggish, but her self-consciousness quickly vanished in the broad, wholesome democracy of college life.

The best scholar in her class, she was never called a grind and she was far from being a frump.