"They’ve come back for their re-union," explained Mrs. Merrill. "They come back in three years and ten years and twenty-five years I think it is—you must ask Uncle Hal to be sure, and their class has a regular get-together party. Then of course they come other times, whenever they can." "They look as though they liked to come back," observed Mary Jane. "They surely do," agreed Mrs. Merrill. "I think that’s fine," decided Mary Jane, "I should think it would be fun to march and shout and everything like that, after you’d been a grown-up man and had to behave so much." At the tag-end of the procession, the onlookers fell in line and hurried over to the Stadium where the exercises were held. Mary Jane was thrilled by the sight of the great cement building, open to the blue sky and thronged with happy-looking people. "I like it, Mother," she whispered as they found their seats, "I like it a lot, ’cause everything’s so pretty and it makes you feel so good." After the exercises were over the crowd scattered to the various club houses for tea. Uncle Hal took his party first to the D.U. house where they met some of his friends, and had lobster salad and sandwiches and cake and ice cream and tea. "Better not eat too much," he advised as he saw Mary Jane reach for a third sandwich. "Haven’t they made enough?" asked Mary Jane. "Look at the piles on the table," laughed Uncle Hal, "no, I guess they have enough, but you’ve just begun. You see, we have to make the rounds of several houses and you have to eat something at every place." "Don’t you worry about us," observed Alice, consolingly, "we can always eat at every place, and every time." "All right then, go ahead, ladies," laughed Uncle Hal. "Bill, pass the food to my starving family!" And Alice and Mary Jane, both had second helpings all around. But by the time they had eaten lobster salad and tea and sandwiches and ice cream and cakes at D.U., and tea and lobster salad and sandwiches and ice cream and cakes at the "Dickey," and lobster salad and sandwiches and tea and ice cream and cakes at the "Crimson" house, Mary Jane began to suspect that Uncle Hal’s advice about going light at first wasn’t so bad after all. "Do they have the same things because that’s all they know how to cook or because they think that’s all we like to eat?" asked Mary Jane when she saw her plate filled with the fifth—or was it the sixth, she had lost count—helping of salad. "You can’t prove it by me," laughed Uncle Hal, "I guess it’s all just the proper thing to have on Class Day. Don’t you like it?" "Oh, yes," replied Mary Jane, politely, "and I _used_ to like it a _lot_." "Maybe you’re not really hungry any more," said Uncle Hal with a teasing twinkle in his eye, "if you can stand it not to eat for a while suppose we dance." He brought up one of his friends, Lawrence Echart, to talk to Mary Jane and danced off with Alice.