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This is one of the series books that American girls read for fun a century ago. It's not only a fast-paced tale of friendship and adventure, but also a window onto the past. Aunt Claire has combed through the attic of forgotten stories to rescue some of the best. Her second selection is Grace Harlowe's Freshman Year at High School, originally published in 1910. In this book, you will meet Grace, of course―confident and athletic, a natural leader and a true friend. Then there's the new girl, Anne―quiet, smart, and quite determined to win the freshman academic prize. There's also Nora, who's funny and sharp, and Jessica, who is rather good at detective work. And then of course there's the mean girl, Miriam, who's not about to let Anne take her place at the head of the class. The girls have all sorts of adventures in their freshman year at Oakdale High School―there are parties, pranks, and even a pack of hungry wolves. The girls must contend with Miriam's scheming, the cruel jokes played by the sophomore class, and a most unpleasant math teacher. Oh, and Anne has a secret. . . . Aunt Claire's illustrated introduction provides just the right amount of historical context for young readers: What was it like to go to high school in 1910? How was it different for girls and for boys? And what can we learn from the mix of social attitudes displayed in the book? Don't forget to look under the jacket to see the original cover from 1910!

"Who is the new girl in the class?" asked Miriam Nesbit, flashing her black eyes from one schoolmate to another, as the girls assembled in the locker room of the Oakdale High School. "Her name is Pierson; that is all I know about her," replied Nora O'Malley, gazing at her pretty Irish face in the looking glass with secret satisfaction. "She's very quiet and shy and looks as if she would weep aloud when her turn comes to recite, but I'm sure she's all right," she added good naturedly. For Nora had a charming, sunny nature, and always saw the best if there was any best to see. "She is very bright," broke in Grace Harlowe decisively. "She went through her Latin lesson without a mistake, which is certainly more than I could do." "Well, I don't like her," pouted Miriam. "I never trust those quiet little things. And, besides, she is the worst-dressed girl in——"

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This is a pre-1923 historical reproduction that was curated for quality. Quality assurance was conducted on each of these books in an attempt to remove books with imperfections introduced by the digitization process. Though we have made best efforts - the books may have occasional errors that do not impede the reading experience. We believe this work is culturally important and have elected to bring the book back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide. This text refers to the Bibliobazaar edition.

"Who is the new girl in the class?" asked Miriam Nesbit, flashing her black eyes from one schoolmate to another, as the girls assembled in the locker room of the Oakdale High School. "Her name is Pierson; that is all I know about her," replied Nora O'Malley, gazing at her pretty Irish face in the looking glass with secret satisfaction. "She's very quiet and shy and looks as if she would weep aloud when her turn comes to recite, but I'm sure she's all right," she added good naturedly. For Nora had a charming, sunny nature, and always saw the best if there was any best to see.

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This is a pre-1923 historical reproduction that was curated for quality. Quality assurance was conducted on each of these books in an attempt to remove books with imperfections introduced by the digitization process. Though we have made best efforts - the books may have occasional errors that do not impede the reading experience. We believe this work is culturally important and have elected to bring the book back into print as part of our continuing commitment to the preservation of printed works worldwide.

"Who is the new girl in the class?" asked Miriam Nesbit; flashing her black eyes from one schoolmate to another; as the girls assembled in the locker room of the Oakdale High School."Her name is Pierson; that is all I know about her;" replied Nora O'Malley; gazing at her pretty Irish face in the looking glass with secret satisfaction. "She's very quiet and shy and looks as if she would weep aloud when her turn comes to recite; but I'm sure she's all right;" she added good naturedly. For Nora had a charming; sunny nature; and always saw the best if there was any best to see."She is very bright;" broke in Grace Harlowe decisively. "She went through her Latin lesson without a mistake; which is certainly more than I could do.""Well; I don't like her;" pouted Miriam. "I never trust those quiet little things. And; besides; she is the worst-dressed girl in——"

This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it.This work is in the public domain in the United States of America, and possibly other nations. Within the United States, you may freely copy and distribute this work, as no entity (individual or corporate) has a copyright on the body of the work.Scholars believe, and we concur, that this work is important enough to be preserved, reproduced, and made generally available to the public. To ensure a quality reading experience, this work has been proofread and republished using a format that seamlessly blends the original graphical elements with text in an easy-to-read typeface.We appreciate your support of the preservation process, and thank you for being an important part of keeping this knowledge alive and relevant.