Liberty GirlYes, it was Grace, who, in her sprightliest manner, her face aglow from the invigorating breezes of an April afternoon, called out, Ah there, girls! How are you? Oh, my lucky star must have guided me, for I have something thrilling to tell you! As she spoke the girl guided the car to the curb, and the next moment, with an airy spring, had landed on the ground at their side. With a sudden movement the uniformed figure clicked her heels together and