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Rh proved not to be ours after all brought momentary relief. When Burr hadn't returned in time to catch the eight o'clock train to New York, I was sure that the blow that my brother had dealt Elsie DeForrest had been more than she could bear. When Burr was a boy he used to hate to hurt anything that was helpless. Oh, I ought to have warned him that his decision would break Elsie!

Burr was one of the famous football men of his day at college. Anybody whose football enthusiasm dates back to the early nineties has heard of Burr Guthrie. I was present when his class was graduated in 1895. I was a short, stodgy, gray-looking person even then, but I'll never forget how adorably, and with what apparent pride, Burr introduced me to all his fine friends, as "my sister, Nan." That was like Burr. He always treats me as if I was some one to honor.

Father and Mother, Cousin Susan and Uncle Ned, wouldn't go to Burr's graduation because of that unpleasant affair about his degree. Of course the president and the faculty were perfectly justified in their decision (I told Burr so himself), but it was unfortunate for such a catastrophe to occur to a senior of such prominence as Burr Guthrie. There was a lot of talk and disagreeable publicity about it, but Burr himself took the