A few days after Wilson's recognition of K., two most exciting things
happened to Sidney. One was that Christine asked her to be maid of honor
at her wedding. The other was more wonderful. She was accepted, and given
her cap.

Because she could not get home that night, and because the little house had
no telephone, she wrote the news to her mother and sent a note to Le Moyne: DEAR K.,--I am accepted, and IT is on my head at this minute. I am as
conscious of it as if it were a halo, and as if I had done something to
deserve it, instead of just hoping that someday I shall. I am writing this
on the bureau, so that when I lift my eyes I may see It. I am afraid just
now I am thinking more of the cap than of what it means. It IS becoming!

Very soon I shall slip down and show it to the ward. I have promised. I
shall go to the door when the night nurse is busy somewhere, and turn all
around and let them see it, without saying a word. They love a little
excitement like that.

You have been very good to me, dear K. It is you who have made possible
this happiness of mine to-night. I am promising myself to be very good,
and not so vain, and to love my enemies--, although I have none now. Miss
Harrison has just congratulated me most kindly, and I am sure poor Joe has
both forgiven and forgotten.