The words "fire fire!" rang through the Westly College for girls. Anne Dillon and Ada Kohlman, roommates, jumped quickly from their beds. "The first fire we have had since the college was built," whispered Anne and Ada nodded in assent. Footsteps rushing down the corridor made the girls hustle and leave their room. Still the call of "fire, fire," kept up. Then "you girls hurry the building is about to fall." "Its Miss Wayne, she had better get out of the building herself," several girls said as they marched orderly down the stairs. Outside the air was clear and the boys college stood outlined against the sky.The boys had evidently been aroused by the commotion for there were signs of the students in their windows. The girls looked in vain for any signs of flames but none could be seen.The Principal Miss Saye sent Anne and her roommate in search of Miss Wayne. The two girls wandered upstairs. ... The minister's benediction brought tears to more then one listener. Back in their room Anne and Ada sat thinking. "Don't cry Anne I feel terrible myself. I know is hard to leave after four years." Anne sighed and looked out of the window. "School life seems nothing to some students and I'd gladly give four more years of my life to be able to start all over again in this college." Her eyes traveled mistily over the room, "I love it so."