MARJORIE DEAN
COLLEGE FRESHMAN
BY PAULINE LESTER
AUTHOR OF
“Marjorie Dean, College Sophomore,” “Marjorie Dean,
College Junior,” “Marjorie Dean, College Senior,”
and
The Marjorie Dean High School Series
A. L. BURT COMPANY
Publishers New York
THE
Marjorie Dean College Series
A Series of Stories for Girls 12 to 18 Years of Age
By PAULINE LESTER
Marjorie Dean, College Freshman
Marjorie Dean, College Sophomore
Marjorie Dean, College Junior
Marjorie Dean, College Senior
Copyright, 1922
By A. L. BURT COMPANY
MARJORIE DEAN, COLLEGE FRESHMAN
Made in “U. S. A.”
MARJORIE DEAN, COLLEGE FRESHMAN
CHAPTER I.—A LONELY LOOKOUT.
“Oh, dear! I wish Jerry would come home! Iwant to see her! I’ve always missed her terriblyduring vacations, but this summer I’ve missed hermore than ever. I’m simply starved for a sight ofher dear jolly face! Here it is, the twenty-fourthof August, and no Jerry Jeremiah Geraldine Macy!”
Marjorie Dean had addressed this little series ofwistful remarks to no one in particular. She stoodat one of the long French windows of the livingroom, her nose flattened against the pane, little-girlfashion, watching a very wet outdoors. All morning,the rain had been beating down with a sullenpersistency which Marjorie found distinctly disheartening.She was as near to having a case of theblues as was possible to one of her care-free, buoyantnature. Wet weather did not often interfere1with her happiness. Given her particular girlfriends within telephone call and she could discounta rainy day.
Today she was without that source of entertainmentand consolation. None of her chums hadreturned to Sanford from their summer outings.Susan Atwell, Irma Linton, Muriel Harding, ConstanceStevens, Jerry Macy—all were missing fromthe town into which Marjorie had come, a stranger,but of which she now was, to use her own expression,“a regular citizen.”
Marjorie’s thoughts were dwelling on her absentschoolmates as she pensively watched the rain. Shewondered if, wherever they were, they were pennedin by the rain too. It seemed rather queer to herthat she should be the only one of the sextette ofgirls, who had founded the Lookout Club, to bespending the summer in Sanford. She was not areal Sanfordite by birth. With the exception ofConstance Stevens, the others claimed Sanford astheir native town.
Readers of the “Marjorie Dean High SchoolSeries” have already an acquaintance wit