Analy High School - Azalea Yearbook (Sebastopol, CA)

Page 21 text:

ance to you?” “Oh! could you show me the way to a good restaurant? I really don’t know where to go!’’ she answered smiling in return, for the boyishness of his ready grin and the farefree way in which he talked all seemed to inspire confidence as well as trust. “Surely,’’ replied Johnny, “I’m at your service,” and let the way to the Saddle Rock, feeling quite important. After he had found a table and both were seated he called the waiter with a very pompous air and ordered a very elaborate meal. Although he knew he would have to stay pretty much at home for the next week as his allowance wasn’t due for ten days. The girl has not said a word since they started for the restaurant, but sat with a queer smile on her lips during these proceedings. You, ah, don’t happen to live over here do you?” began Johnny, hesitatingly. “Being the only passengers on the car we of course would notice each other, don’t you know? I stayed on to see where you got off.” The young lady laughed merrily, “Say, that’s pretty good! Do you know I stayed on to see where you got off?” After they had finished eating and Johnny had paid the waiter, the girl rose and they made their way out of the place. “Well,” began Johnny, “Where will we go next?” “Where you go is nothing to me, but for my part. I’m going home,” she answered and started for the car line. For a moment he hesitated then followed saying impulsively, “Nothing doing, where you go I go. Do you think I followed you way out here to lose you the first thing? I’m going to find out where you live so you might as well be pleasant about it.” So saying he hailed a taxicab and would have assisted her into it but she drew back saying, “No you must go your way and I will go mine, I absolutely can not go with you, so please don’t argue with me.” “But look here, you took dinner with me didn’t you? Isn’t it proper for me to take you home now? Really I think it isn’t fair of you, don’t you know?” The boyishness and sincerity of his words seemed to appeal to her for she stepped into the taxicab and they drove off. When Johnny turned to give his instructions to the driver he imagined he saw a faint grin on that personage’s face, but who knows? When they arrived at her home he discovered that it was a very nice one, indeed, in fact it was one of the best on the street. Stepping out of the cab, she held out her hand and said, “Thank you very much for your kindness,” and started up the steps. Johnny 15

Page 20 text:

% t (Srmth planner By ROSE CONDON, ’23 (Third Award) 3 0HNNY WHITTIER, a student of the University of California, entered the street car at College Avenue feeling out of sorts with the whole world. But this mood soon changed and the sun was shining for him again, when he spied just across from him the most charm- ing young lady he had ever seen. “Gee, those tiny feet! and the nifty little hat she has on. Sure must be some pippin! Say but she has the nicest eyes I ve seen in a coon’s age.” Such were the thoughts of Johnny as he watched the young lady. “Wonder where she gets off? Guess 111 stay on and see, then follow and find out where she lives.” The car stoped at Durant Avenue. Still she stayed on. the car stopped at Russel and still she didn’t get off. “Gee,” thought Johnny, I’ve been carried two blocks out of my way now, but I should worry! . The young lady looked out of the window most of the time so Johnny could see no more of those wonderful eyes. But at last she turned to speak to the conductor and “Oh, Boy! he again looked into the depths of those hazel eyes. But when he smiled at her she glanced past him as if he were a piece of furniture. Growing very impatient, Johnny pulled out his watch and yawned visibly, “Gee I’ll be late for dinner now, but I should worry. Wow! we’re just about three blocks from the place where the car turns and starts back so she must get off within a few minutes. The conductor on his rounds through the car looked at them curiously, but neither paid any attention to him. When they came to Twelfth street he entered the car again and called lustily behind his hand, as if he was trying to hide a smile, “Well here’s where we turn around. Exerybody out!” The young lady took her bag and alighted. Once on the street she looked helplessly about her as if she were lost, for they were in the very heart of Oakland. Johnny followed close at her heels wondering what was going to happen next. He began to think maybe he was following a wild goose chase; maybe she was just on a shopping tour after all. Such was life. He was always chasing rainbows anyway. But as she seemed at a loss where to go next he stepped up to her, smiling very broadly, he tipped his hat saying, “May 1 be of any assist- 14

Page 22 text:

followed, “Say listen here, aren’t you even going to tell me your name,” he began, “I don’t want to lose track of you now.” After hesitating a moment she drew a card out of her bag, handed it to him and without another word she turned and ran up the, steps. “Say!” he called after her, “May I call tomorrow at three? She nodded her consent and disappeared with a tantalizing smile on her lips. When he looked at the card Johnny was struck dumb for this was what he read: “Mrs. Amelia Brown, Dean of Women, University of California. Still holding the card in his hand he caught a car back to Berkeley feeling all the way like kicking himself for playing the part of a fool. He decided to forget the incident but somehow he couldn’t and his friends wondered what was wrong with him for he was seen almost every hour between periods hanging around the dean’s office or the ladies’ entrance to the college. When asked what the matter he told them very frankly to “shut up” and walked off in a huff. A week later was the Junior Prom and Johnny was there with banners flying. Just before the dancing began his chum. Bill De Russia, sought him out. “Say Whittier, old top, is your program filled? I’ve got the swellest dame this evening you ever saw. Say, but she is a queen!” “How’s chances to trade dances with you?” asked Johnny, “I’ve got the seventh and second vacant yet. Give me both of them with her, will you?” “Nothing doing, you can have the seventh but no more. I’ll introduce you later.” With these words Bill went off in search of his partner. Johnny was surely anxious when the seventh dance came to know who his partner was to be. Just before the music began he saw his chum coming toward him with a lady on his arm. He was so surprised at what he saw that he felt like rubbing his eyes for it was no other than the girl of his adventure. After introductions were over and they were on the floor Johnny blurted out, “Pardon my impudence, but how does it happen that you, the Dean of Women, are attending a college dance?” “Oh! laughted the girl, that’s one on you. I’m not a member of the board of trustees but one of the students here, I had seen you about the college and then when I saw you on the car I wondered where you lived so I followed. The card was one I had picked up on the floor of the dean’s office.” 16