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1ANNE'S homesickness wore off, greatly helped in the wearing by her weekend visits home. As long as the open weather
2lasted the Avonlea students went out to Carmody on the new branch railway every Friday night. Diana and several other
3Avonlea young folks were generally on hand to meet them and they all walked over to Avonlea in a merry party. Anne
4thought those Friday evening gypsyings over the autumnal hills in the crisp golden air, with the homelights of Avonlea
5twinkling beyond, were the best and dearest hours in the whole week. Gilbert Blythe nearly always walked with Ruby
6Gillis and carried her satchel for her. Ruby was a very handsome young lady, now thinking herself quite as grown up as
7she really was; she wore her skirts as long as her mother would let her and did her hair up in town, though she had to
8take it down when she went home. She had large, bright-blue eyes, a brilliant complexion, and a plump showy figure. She
9laughed a great deal, was cheerful and good-tempered, and enjoyed the pleasant things of life frankly. "But I shouldn't
10think she was the sort of girl Gilbert would like," whispered Jane to Anne. Anne did not think so either, but she would
11not have said so for the Avery scholarship. She could not help thinking, too, that it would be very pleasant to have
12such a friend as Gilbert to jest and chatter with and exchange ideas about books and studies and ambitions. Gilbert had
13ambitions, she knew, and Ruby Gillis did not seem the sort of person with whom such could be profitably discussed. There
14was no silly sentiment in Anne's ideas concerning Gilbert. Boys were to her, when she thought about them at all, merely
15possible good comrades. If she and Gilbert had been friends she would not have cared how many other friends he had nor
16with whom he walked. She had a genius for friendship; girl friends she had in plenty; but she had a vague consciousness
17that masculine friendship might also be a good thing to round out one's conceptions of companionship and furnish broader
18standpoints of judgment and comparison. Not that Anne could have put her feelings on the matter into just such clear
19definition. But she thought that if Gilbert had ever walked home with her from the train, over the crisp fields and
20along the ferny byways, they might have had many and merry and interesting conversations about the new world that was
21opening around them and their hopes and ambitions therein. Gilbert was a clever young fellow, with his own thoughts
22about things and a determination to get the best out of life and put the best into it. Ruby Gillis told Jane Andrews
23that she didn't understand half the things Gilbert Blythe said; he talked just like Anne Shirley did when she had a
24thoughtful fit on and for her part she didn't think it any fun to be bothering about books and that sort of thing when
25you didn't have to. Frank Stockley had lots more dash and go, but then he wasn't half as good-looking as Gilbert and she
26really couldn't decide which she liked best! In the Academy Anne gradually drew a little circle of friends about her,
27thoughtful, imaginative, ambitious students like herself. With the "rose-red" girl, Stella Maynard, and the "dream
28girl," Priscilla Grant, she soon became intimate, finding the latter pale spiritual-looking maiden to be full to the
29brim of mischief and pranks and fun, while the vivid, black-eyed Stella had a heartful of wistful dreams and fancies, as
30aerial and rainbow-like as Anne's own. After the Christmas holidays the Avonlea students gave up going home on Fridays
31and settled down to hard work. By this time all the Queen's scholars had gravitated into their own places in the ranks
32and the various classes had assumed distinct and settled shadings of individuality. Certain facts had become generally
33accepted. It was admitted that the medal contestants had practically narrowed down to three--Gilbert Blythe, Anne
34Shirley, and Lewis Wilson; the Avery scholarship was more doubtful, any one of a certain six being a possible winner.
35The bronze medal for mathematics was considered as good as won by a fat, funny little up-country boy with a bumpy
36forehead and a patched coat. Ruby Gillis was the handsomest girl of the year at the Academy; in the Second Year classes
37Stella Maynard carried off the palm for beauty, with small but critical minority in favor of Anne Shirley. Ethel Marr
38was admitted by all competent judges to have the most stylish modes of hair-dressing, and Jane Andrews--plain, plodding,
39conscientious Jane--carried off the honors in the domestic science course. Even Josie Pye attained a certain preeminence
40as the sharpest-tongued young lady in attendance at Queen's. So it may be fairly stated that Miss Stacy's old pupils
41held their own in the wider arena of the academical course. Anne worked hard and steadily. Her rivalry with Gilbert was
42as intense as it had ever been in Avonlea school, although it was not known in the class at large, but somehow the
43bitterness had gone out of it. Anne no longer wished to win for the sake of defeating Gilbert; rather, for the proud
44consciousness of a well-won victory over a worthy foeman. It would be worth while to win, but she no longer thought life
45would be insupportable if she did not. In spite of lessons the students found opportunities for pleasant times. Anne
46spent many of her spare hours at Beechwood and generally ate her Sunday dinners there and went to church with Miss
47Barry. The latter was, as she admitted, growing old, but her black eyes were not dim nor the vigor of her tongue in the
48least abated. But she never sharpened the latter on Anne, who continued to be a prime favorite with the critical old
49lady. "That Anne-girl improves all the time," she said. "I get tired of other girls--there is such a provoking and
50eternal sameness about them. Anne has as many shades as a rainbow and every shade is the prettiest while it lasts. I
51don't know that she is as amusing as she was when she was a child, but she makes me love her and I like people who make
52me love them. It saves me so much trouble in making myself love them." Then, almost before anybody realized it, spring
53had come; out in Avonlea the Mayflowers were peeping pinkly out on the sere barrens where snow-wreaths lingered; and the
54"mist of green" was on the woods and in the valleys. But in Charlottetown harassed Queen's students thought and talked
55only of examinations. "It doesn't seem possible that the term is nearly over," said Anne. "Why, last fall it seemed so
56long to look forward to--a whole winter of studies and classes. And here we are, with the exams looming up next week.
57Girls, sometimes I feel as if those exams meant everything, but when I look at the big buds swelling on those chestnut
58trees and the misty blue air at the end of the streets they don't seem half so important." Jane and Ruby and Josie, who
59had dropped in, did not take this view of it. To them the coming examinations were constantly very important indeed--far
60more important than chestnut buds or Maytime hazes. It was all very well for Anne, who was sure of passing at least, to
61have her moments of belittling them, but when your whole future depended on them--as the girls truly thought theirs
62did--you could not regard them philosophically. "I've lost seven pounds in the last two weeks," sighed Jane. "It's no
63use to say don't worry. I will worry. Worrying helps you some--it seems as if you were doing something when you're
64worrying. It would be dreadful if I failed to get my license after going to Queen's all winter and spending so much
65money." "I don't care," said Josie Pye. "If I don't pass this year I'm coming back next. My father can afford to send
66me. Anne, Frank Stockley says that Professor Tremaine said Gilbert Blythe was sure to get the medal and that Emily Clay
67would likely win the Avery scholarship." "That may make me feel badly tomorrow, Josie," laughed Anne, "but just now I
68honestly feel that as long as I know the violets are coming out all purple down in the hollow below Green Gables and
69that little ferns are poking their heads up in Lovers' Lane, it's not a great deal of difference whether I win the Avery
70or not. I've done my best and I begin to understand what is meant by the 'joy of the strife.' Next to trying and
71winning, the best thing is trying and failing. Girls, don't talk about exams! Look at that arch of pale green sky over
72those houses and picture to yourself what it must look like over the purply-dark beech-woods back of Avonlea." "What are
73you going to wear for commencement, Jane?" asked Ruby practically. Jane and Josie both answered at once and the chatter
74drifted into a side eddy of fashions. But Anne, with her elbows on the window sill, her soft cheek laid against her
75clasped hands, and her eyes filled with visions, looked out unheedingly across city roof and spire to that glorious dome
76of sunset sky and wove her dreams of a possible future from the golden tissue of youth's own optimism. All the Beyond
77was hers with its possibilities lurking rosily in the oncoming years--each year a rose of promise to be woven into an
78immortal chaplet.
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