East High School - Quill Yearbook (Des Moines, IA)

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8 THE QUILL The Perfidy of Woman OMEN a1'e vamps and men are fools. It has always been so, Ellld it will undoubtedly rema.in so until the crack of doom. I am not try- ing to introduce a reform or change the characters of men and women. I am merely presenting the facts as they have been forced upon me by experience- limited experience, to be sure-but none the less enlightening. There may be exceptions to this rule, as there are to most rules. Some women are not vamps, a few of them are sincere and honest. Likewise, a very, very small number of men may be immune to the artifices of women. Some 111611 play the part of vamps, and women the part of fools. There are some married women of my acquaintance who are absolutely honest, faithful and true, cheering, in- dustrious, friendly and companionable to their husbands. There are just enough of these ideal women in the world to delude the aver- age man into thinking that he may be lucky enough to marry one of them. They raise false hopes in our lives which are never wiped out until the honey- moon is over. We will not face the real facts until they are forced upon us by fate. IVe do not take heed from the mis- takes of our brothers. Blindly, we wan- der on, secure in the belief that unhap- piness in matrimonial affairs can never befall us, until we can no longer deny that such a tragedy has happened. The girls with whom I have had the pleasure UID of acquaintance, seem to delight in few things so much as getting a young man to spend all the money pos- sible on them Knot that I ever had much to spendj and then leaving him with nothing but some very confused ideas concerning women in general, with which to console himself. The height of a young lady 's ambition seems to consist of being able to boast of having broken an important date with some popular boy friend, after it was too late for him to get another, preferably by the simple process of not being at home when he called. Girls make capital of the roman- tic ideas which come so naturally to young men, they use these tender pas- sions for the purpose of embarrassing and confusing their admirers. Girls such as Maggie of The Mill on the Floss, and Phoebe of The House of the Seven Gables, I have never found to exist in reality. Instead of being romantic and lovable, young Women are scornful and traitorous. They have no respect for the more serious moods in their gentleman companions. They are willing to betray the confidence of their worshipers merely for the pleasure of seeing the pain it causes these unhappy individuals. It would seem that in the face of all that We know of Women, We would leave them alone. But We do notg somehow we cannot. The greatest of male writers on the subject of falsity in Women have at last succumbed to the artifices of the fairer sex. Nor will I prove wiser than my fellows. In spite of all I have ever known or said about girls, I am attracted irresistibly to them, there is a fascina- tion in new feminine faces that I cannot overcome-do not want to overcome. i shall go on through life hoping to marry one of these very ra.rc ideal girls. Per haps I shall. More likely I will not. Bu nevertheless, I am still susceptible to th charms of my frailer companions. I can 't help it. I don 't even Want to helj it, because men are fools, and-I am man!

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THE QUILL Mine Chilclrenl Mine Children! By INIAXINE CONKVVRIGIIT Mine Uhildren. Mine IllIlllll'8I1, dey botter mine life. VVhy don 't dey keep quiet like Gretchen, mine wife 3 Ven I am sot down for a 11ice quiet smoke, Dey crawl me all over and think it a choke. Dey break down the closeline and climb up the tree. And ven dey get hurt-dey come squalling to me. Dey hang by dere toenails and stand on dere head, And knock one another off top of the shed. Dey chop down my fruit trees and dull up mine ax- And lose all my tools and dey vaste all mine tacks. Dey fight and dey spat for a pan for to lick, And den I gets mad and I gets a big stick. I varm up dere pants. and den Oh! how dey dance! I sot dem down hard each one on a chair, And den dey yust say Ha! Ha! We don 't care. And ven dere comes company, I get disgust, Dey eat and dey eat till I tank dey would bust. Dey lose all dere money and ask me for more, Till sometimes I tank I will shurely go poor. Dey tear up mine Ford and have a good latf- IVhen seeing me coming, dey run down the path. Ven we tank it over, it does not seem right To make dem be shut up yust quite so ver' tight. I shust vant to lick dem, but den dey get vorse, And ven I get mad, I tank I vill curse. But maybe dey may grow better as years roll on by Ooh! if dey don 't-I tank I vill die! Joy Out of the gray of God 's own skies, VVe hear the bells ring loud and clear The silvery moon beams played. 'Tis ringing for Christmas tide, And the shimmering snow The loud winds are calling, Shone with wondrous glow, The white snow is falling Now brightly, now to fade. Throughout this world so wide. We hear the patter of little feet, As they come to bring us cheer. As the rustic bells ring, All the gay children sing Merry Christmas, Happy New Year! -IIIIRIAM KIEFER.

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THE QUILL 9 But Chl The Perficiy of Man WOMAN always gets the last word. So say the men. But after such exorbitant accusa- tions, we must rise in defense of the so- called weaker sex. YVeaker? Oh, the perfidy of man! From the beginning of time woman has shown strength. While the man sinks, the woman swims, the man quits, the woman struggles on, prodding friend man, urging him toward his goal. Other- wise, he would be left by the wayside. WVOIIIHII is the stimulant for man, the go-gctter, the achiever-without her, man accomplishes nothing. She is his inspiration! Friend Moon says, Women are vamps and men are fools. Merely a slight change in the wording makes it read more correctly. A few women are vamps but all men are fools. Since the time of Eve, woman has increased in intellect and dexterity, until at the present day, she is able to compete with those males who have reached the highest degree of insincerity and prevarication. Our male admirers HJ have not yet realized that the women have finally caught on. Their smooth intriguing lines, polished to the nth degree, go in one ear and out the other. We are not fall- ing hook, line, and sinker, to be disil- lusioned as poor, innocent Maggie and Phoebe might have been, but we .are hold- ng our own. Are we vamps? No, but ve are merely playing the game with you. 3ut the poor men are surprised, aston- shed-they do not comprehend! They ire becoming discouraged-instead of 'ur falling for the artifices, we are re- aliating, and the men have not yet thor- ughly realized that perhaps the women, oo, are merely giving a line. They still are fools enough to think that we believe their tales. Poor, abused darlings! Clinging to il- lusions in matrimonial affairs! VVonder- ful dreams wiped out when the honey- moon is over! Likewise is the woman disappointed. But she has come to ex- pect, not an idol of perfection, but a com- panion. But poor man !-he thinks friend wife will always adore him as she did when he wore his company manners, was chivalrous, obliging, kind, consider- ate-but alas! She knows her fate when he comes down to breakfast, grumpy, cross, unshaven and growls, Ez break- fast reacly?,' But we are not shocked- we expect it! Our antagonist, so-to-speak, says, They fthe girlsj make capital out of the romantic ideas which come so natural- ly to young men. Let us pause to laugh. He goes on to say that we use their tender passions for the purpose of embarrassing and confusing our ad- mirers. It was once said, Love is blind.'l Surely this is proof. Friend man seems to Want a Romeo and Juliet love adair, moonlight and roses, twilight, soft murmuring breezes, a full moon, en- chanting music-bloohey! Come back to 1930, to the age when we do not believe in all that romantic slush. But, laying all pretentious malice and joking aside, we confess We are not per- fect! We, too, still succumb to your manly charms in spite of all your defects. We, who claim to have the upperhand in opposite sex, are more ensnared ourselves. We ridiculing the nearly always realize that we can fool some of the men all of the time, and all of the men some of the time, but we can 't fool all of the men all of the time.