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"I wouldn't mind going to some good seminary myself." "If we do, let us hope we can find a town that will contain both schools," suggested Fred, with an attempt at gallantry. "For that matter, Clara, there are co-ed private schools, you know." "I don't want to go to one," retorted Miss Deane, promptly. "Co-ed schools are just like co-ed colleges.
And then it was breakfast time, with an imperative call on J.W. from the Fort Adams table for "that new yell we fixed up last night," and the minutes in which he had talked with himself were for the time forgotten. But the memory of them came back in the days after the Institute was itself a memory. The Saturday night camp fire at this Institute, contrary to the usual custom, was not co-ed.
"Oh, I couldn't!" said Julia Cloud, growing suddenly stricken with the thought of their going. "I give it up." "Well, then I'll tell you. You see we've come East to college, both of us. Of course I've had my freshman year, but the Kid's just entering. We haven't decided which college it's to be yet, but it's to be co-ed, we know that much, because we're tired of being separated.
"My Dear Burr: Be patient and you will loose the green, Hazelnuts are never soft! Yours, The Fellow Who Fell Down Hill with Jill." Cora read what Ed did not write: "My Reef: When stranded I know what to grab Your larder is ever my rock of refuge. Yours, Co-Ed."
Before elections they'd line up on their respective sides, and then they'd line up the rest of the co-ed vote. On a close election we'd get out every vote, and we'd have it accounted for, too, beforehand. The real precinct leaders had nothing on us. It took a lot of time and worry; but it was all very pleasant at the end.
So quickly did he run up to the Grotto in Jack's car that no one but Cora realized who he was until the machine was stopped and he was out beside her. There was a stranger with him -a business-like looking man. He did not leave the car. "There!" exclaimed Ray. "Didn't I tell you? It was this Co-Ed business that kept her. Cora can't fool me."
Only when the officers arrived to take them to prison did they come to themselves. Now at Bettws-y-Coed-that pretty place which has a name that sounds so funny to us Americans and suggests a girl named Betty the Co-ed at college there was a hotel, named the "Inn of Three Kegs." The shop sign hung out in front. It was a bunch of grapes gilded and set below three small barrels.
A dozen other nonsensical things followed, but down in the toe of each was a beautiful 19 class pin for each of the girls, with "Co-ed 19 " engraved on them and cards saying "with the compliments of the bunch." By the time the stockings' contents were investigated it was time to dress and go with Mrs.
Oh, they laughed and jeered at me until I could have slapped every single one of them, but I then and there made up my mind to follow THIS year's academic course if I died in the attempt, and when we went home I talked it all over with Aunt Janet. She's such a dear, and always ready to listen to anything we young people have to tell her. So I really am a co-ed. Yes, I am; I knew you'd smile.
The boys may have a good enough time, but the co-ed girls are shoved into the background. Co-ed boys pretend they don't know that the co-ed girls are alive. The High School is better, for a girl, than any co-ed private school, for in the High School girls are treated on an even footing with boys."
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