Eureka High School - Sequoia Yearbook (Eureka, CA)

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Uhr illigstrrinuu Shar ERFTS the chocolate, Helen. Put lots in, and there's the butterf' Edith! will you stop licking that spoon? Jeanne, tell their fortunes, toast marshmallows, or anything, came Helens wail from the chafing dish where she was making fudge. How will this stuff ever be creamy with everyone pestering me P XVell, come on,', called Jeanne, and the girls were soon Q 4 4 .1 - V cosily settled around her. She raked her clever brains for some- thing thrilling in the way of futures, which was no easy task. Every Friday night the Lambs met in the wing, and it was always Jeanne XYebster's lot to tell fortunes. Here comes Helen, announced Harriet at last. Pm glad, too, because every single time you tell me about that dreamy-eyed 111311 with the raven locks. Come, sit here, Helen, and Pinky made a snug place for the former cook. The cheery beams from the tire-place cast their soft, melting glow into the far corners 'of the room, over the riotous collection of pennants and posters, and on the jolly group of girls. Uh, some news. girls, said Pinky, between munches of fudge, T met Millie Randall again this morning with those cousins: they certainly are classy. Pm so glad shels giving that party. The oldest Jack-l' XVhat on earth! Look out for your head, Jeanne! VVell where do you suppose-a man's shoe Y Eight heads popped out of the window instantaneously. No 111311, not a thing stirred, only the big moon overhead, which seemed to be laughing at them. The heads were slowly withdrawn, and Pinky picked up the offending shoe to throw it into the fire, when her eyes spied a note tucked into it. Girls, read this ly' she cried. To whom it may concern: f'The owner of this shoe wishes to escort the one who can identify it to Millie Randa1l's party next Fridayf, VVell, Pinky, you're the lucky one. You found it, and I suppose you claim the honor. came from the girls. 'But I can't see how I can ever find him. breathed the now excited Pinky. It's an ordinary shoe, and it looks big enough for Mr. Hanks at the post office. There goes the bell now, and we haven't even started for bed. The others finally managed to tear themselves away from the interesting romance, and left Pinky and Jeanne to their room. The next morning the Lambs were buzzing with excitement. Pinky even ventured to go among the other girls, and ask if they ever saw a shoe like the one she had, but no one offered any information. Everyone wanted to know why she was carrying that old shoe around. But she would not enlighten them, only to declare that she must find the owner. PAGE TWENTY- FOUR

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PAGE Thus matters dragged along. lt was becoming serious with poor Pinky: she went down town and stared at every oue's feet, and even brought the old shoe with her. XYhile there she saw Millie's oldest cousin jump into the auto. and with that glimpse she was positive that it was his shoe. Still, she couldn't lay that shoe beside Jack Flemiug's foot: that would be ridiculous. That night at dinner she even refused cherry pie, and that was nothing less than a catastrophe with Pinky. To her consolers her face even looked thin. After dinner the Lambs were going to the wing in the hopes of consoliug her, when Dutch XYilliams, one of the little youngsters, came running up to them. Oh, l'inkey! l found your shoe! XYhat will you give me? Wfhat will you give me F Found it. Where ? exclaimedthe girls. Never mind. Let me use your skates for two months and make me some fudge. XYill you llinky? .Xnd l'll tell you about the shoe. All right. Dutch, eagerly assented Pinky. Come to my room: l'll give you the skates and you tell me about the shoe. llalf the hall followed at their heels. Here you are. Dutch. Now quick about the shoe. XYhere did you get it? 5 lYl1ose is it lJon't forget the fudge, too! Yes, Well, those A. Tl. frirls will he furious, but do 'ou l'now that shoe belone m 1 5 X ' s ' to old black Samuel and they threw it in to get even with you. l'oor l'inky gave one wail and made her retreat into Helen's room, followed by Dntch's cry for fudge and the laugh of the whole hall. J 5 I Q NKAQQ W Q.. G51 QW V s xv ffffl for them Hazel Nesman, '12. 5511111 the HHPPT an nn Fllen Lombs, ln' S no use said lack XX e dont stand a ghost of a show in this meet l tell you it s no use for ns boys to trv XVe cant count on a single pomt lt will only end lll our l21lll1lQ entirely lhe boys had gathered in the school yard a few days befole dismally blue They had trained faithfully smee school openeu and non the time was approaching for them to show their skill and the daily reports from other sehools w ere rather discouraging ,N 4 X. X s , A., ' 6 ' -. 1 . v. Y . . .. '. . ,, - , l 2 ' ' ' 1 J . ' K ' 1 -y F ,fp V I ' L L . L ff f-N .QQ the track meet was to take placehand to them their fate looked -5. , . x V Q Q Y no L ' v- ' , fcb- s ' L- N. ' N. . Now look here, 'lack XYarner, you had better not talk like that. XYe boys will stay with it to the fmish: we'll do our best, and we'll win, too, exclaimed .lim lYells, enthusiastically. TWENTY- FIVE