She liked it better than Amherst but
Ethel Blue preferred that compact little village, and Dorothy clung to
her deep-seated affection for Cambridge.
"After all, our Club boys have their plans all made so we don't need to
get excited over these colleges," decided Ethel Brown; "and I'm glad
they're all going to different ones because when they graduate we'll
have invitations to three separate class-days and other festivities."
"What a perfectly beautiful tower," exclaimed Dorothy.
"It's the chapel. That light-colored stone is superb, isn't it!"
"Some of these other buildings look as old as some of the oldy-old
Harvard ones."
"They can't be anywhere near as old. This college wasn't founded until
1793."
"That's old enough to give it a settled-down air in spite of these
handsome new affairs. There must be lovely walks about here."
"Hills almost as big as mountains to climb. But the boys don't have
any girls to call on the way the Amherst boys do, with the Smith girls
and the Mt. Holyoke girls just a little ride away."
"Perhaps they'd rather have mountains," remarked Ethel Brown wisely.
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