Central High School - Mirror Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

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9.------------------------------------------------------------- s A Tragedy a------- —. — =s TO BEGIN with. He had rescued Her. It is true, she itvs somewhat bedraggled and dirty. But who could expert anything else after a girl, an extremely pretty girl, had been lost for sometime. The trouble all started when they arrived at the confectioner's. Before that, he had thought her perfectly adorable, as indeed site was. Before the fascinating window, her face was glued, her eyes longing. I like candy, site suggested. “You do? Munch? Which was an extremely senseless remark, but what else could you expect from a woman? Well Everything would have been all right, had not He suddenly glanced up and seen through the window the dazzling beautiful stranger He had been wanting to impress. Goodness! What if the Beautiful Stranger should see him with this dirty, adorable well, baby; that's all she was, anyhow! The thought was too awful, lb- mopped his brow. Suddenly a bright idea occurred to him; Look here, dearie, you stay out here a minute and I'll get you some candy. Isn't that just like a man? She smiled rather mischievously all right! My. what a lucky excapo! he exclaimed, plunging into the candy shop and immediately becoming entirely occupied with the Lady of his Dreams. Was she smiling at him? Or. horrible thought, was she--He turned sud- denly, in time to sec Her wink, yes wink, at the Beautiful Stranger—and then sidle up to him, saying, This’s the best. The beautiful lady smiled and passed out. Could it be that she had looked sorry ? She was munching the pink delicacies. He was scowling down on her innocent head. ‘‘You like candy, do you? very sarcastically. ‘‘Uh huh. O'. he burst forth, almost roaring, you little Imp of Satan! “Munch? A very senseless answer—but what else could you expect? She was only four years old. Letitia Me Neel, TO.

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w Six Days—The Seventh THANK Heaven, Tipsy, maybe we will have a little peace, now those troublesome neighbors have moved! Lord, that irl! Did you ever see anybody to equal her? Tipsy, old fellow, tell me, that isn’t the kind of mistress you would want, is it? No. of course not. W hy. I don't believe she even knew you were in existence. No, I’m quite sure she wasn't the one for us and I'm glad the whole family hasgone—to goodness-knows-where. We came out here to get away from women, didn’t w Jack was sitting in front of the great rock fireplace. Tipsy was stretched at his feet. He leaned over to put another log on, then settled back in his chair smoking with a happy, contented air. This was only Monthly night. Tuesday “Well, what do you think of that, Tipsy? Isn't that just our luck! Moved in today while 1 was over in the valley, still moving, too. I suppose: looks as if they were going to stay. I haven’t had the pleasure of even seeing our cordially welcome place—or their neighlmrs either. e? Not to look for them. : ighbors yet. I hope they won't like the They were again in front of the fire, the two of them, the man and the dog. Jack again leaned over and put on a log, but more vigorously tonight than last. There was not the same quiet, peaceful air as before, either. Wednesday Night —“Tipsy, did you ever dream a dream—a sweet,happy Sort of a dream when you’d set something all soft and white and pink and just as you’d reach out to get it, it would be gone? Well. I had a vision something on that order today. I was standing on the rustic bridge, you know, the one over the little stream just north of the mill, and I heard the leaves sort of crackle up on the hill behind me. I turned around and just stood there. 1 guess that is the reason she ran, but I just couldn’t move. I’m sure she is one of our new neighbors: and-'Tipsy. I don’t believe I'm quite of the same mind as last night: I rather hope they stay.” He didn’t put a log on immediately, in fact he wouldn’t have put one on at all had Tipsy not moved closer to the irons and whined a little, for it was getting cold in the room. “You remember what I told you last night, don t you, 1 ipsy? 1 saw the same vision again today- yes. it was a vision, I never saw anylxxly look like that, but I’m quite sure she is one of our neighbors. Tipsy, do you supjjose she 2 S