College stories; Women college students -- Juvenile fiction
The next thing she knew she was sitting up on the couch staring first
at the burning light on the table and then at the bright sunshine
pouring into the window and then at the open note-book on the floor,
and finally at herself fully clothed as though ready for recitation.
She looked at her watch and found it had stopped, but she listened for
sounds around her and she heard girls talking and walking about as
though it were the middle of the day. "What has happened?" she asked
herself. "Am I another Rip Van Winkle?" She jumped up, unlocked the
door and ran into the next room. "What time is it, Ann?" she asked.
"Ten minutes past eight, Jean. Where were you at breakfast?"
"Well, if this isn't the greatest joke you ever heard about. I haven't
had any breakfast. I lay down on my couch last night right after supper
to study for my psychology exam and the next thing I know it's ten
minutes past eight and I've been asleep all that time and haven't done
a bit of studying. I've had these clothes on since yesterday morning
and haven't combed my hair yet, but I've got to go to Chapel, for I
don't dare cut and my exam comes the first thing afterward, and I
haven't looked at it. What shall I do? If she'll only ask me something
I know, which is little enough, I admit, I'm saved. Seems to me I
dreamed she asked us to write fully on the subject of memory and give
illustrations. I'll just look over the headings on that subject,"
and she sat down where she was and opened her note-book and read
strenuously until the chapel bell rang.
She smiled to herself as she walked into Miss Washburn's room and saw
the blue books on the desks. "To think I've studied just ten minutes
for a three-hour exam!" she said to herself. But when she took up the
printed list of questions and read the very first, "Outline, develop
fully, and give illustrations of the subject of memory," she smiled
still more and said, "Well, if I hadn't fallen asleep just when I did,
I'd never have dreamed we'd have that question. As it is, I'm all
prepared and it's the only thing I know anything about," and she wrote
over two hours and felt confident that she had passed in a good paper.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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