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of their garments were loosened and borne
Then it was raining, incrediby hard.
Fortissimo CVery loudl
The thunder-heads raised their quarrel-
ling voices higher and higher, hurled light-
nings. The bolts crashed into one another
and rolled and rumbled and were lost in the
An evergreen was cleft asunder through
its very heart and trembled and toppled.
The old houses wept.
Morendo CGradually softer and slowerj
At its very height the storm ended, sud-
denly, completely. The lightnings went out
as though controlled by a master-switch,
the thunder died into sullen rumblings, the
rain stopped as if a faucet somewhere had
been turned off. The wind became only a
wandering breeze, touching lightly the sud-
den ruins of flowers.
The wet fires of the trees burned thickly,
-Thelma Gillespie, '38
Eating is essential. Everybody, of course,
realizes this fact, although I sometimes won-
der if everybody does. During the past few
months I have been watching people eat,
especially as to how much they eat and how
they eat. I find that there are "eating"
classes: the elderly, the middle-aged, and
the young people.
First, I will discuss the older generation.
Most old people like to eat. By old I don't
mean aged to the extent that they are feeble,
but about sixty-five or seventy years old. I
may be wrong, but it seems to me that this
group of people like to eat and eat a lot and
take their time in doing it too. They just
love to have their food all around them and
then start in with the first course and eat
their way to the dessert. The women of
this class have good table manners, but
those of the men are not likely to be so
Now, the middle aged group. This group
of "eaters," in my opinion, is the best.
They have moderation in the amount of
food that they consume and also in the way
they eat. Nor do they Cat slowly or in very
large amounts. Persons of forty or forty-
five, I think, are at their prime as far as eat-
ing is concerned. Their diet is balanced,
and they realize that food must digest. Their
manners are generally good, but they aren't
fussy to the extent that every thing must be
eaten just so.
Young people - boys. Every boy that I
have ever had an acquaintance with, liked
to eat. We don't like to dilly-dally around
when we eat either. If there's anything that
gets me, it is waiting for the older people to
finish in order to get the dessert. Sad to
say our manners aren't what they should be
and no one knows a formula to clear the
Girls-I actually have a great deal of
sympathy for them. I suppose they really
have to be stylish and not be fat, but when
it comes to starving oneself in order to keep
the body looking nice, it seems to me a little
foolish. Naturally -- thin girl, you are
lucky - at least you can eat. But there is
one thing. I have noticed some girls eat
little, but much of what they do eat is fat-
tening food, candy and the like. No won-
der they have trouble in keeping thin. Girls
for the most part have nice manners.
On the whole I think males eat more than
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IZ THE QUILL
females, and females have better table
manners than males.
-Lawrence Caney, '38
CAN YOU IMAGINE?
The dictionary says, "To imagine is to
form a mental picture of." I really hate to
think of all the time I've wasted dreaming
of that trip or of that good-looking college
boy, or of that old-fashioned house at
Christmas. So many times I've conceived
myself in that grey three-piece suit or in
that navy-blue box-shouldered cape with
that red plaid skirt. Sometimes I pinch my-
self and awake with a start to realize I'm
not that celebrated author, but only Louise
Quinn of Gardiner, Maine, supposedly
studying in a school-room.
But how I pity those who cannot imagine
themselves far away doing adventurous
things, meeting exciting people. For what
fun when I let my mind wander or become
one of those Hollywood celebrities buying
589.50 dresses, hobnobbing with stars,
chatting with Nelson Eddy and Michael
Whalen or, especially in the fall and spring,
traveling to the far corners of the earth.
Yet though I may imagine it now, it can
come true if one tries enough, for it is not
only luck that makes people what they are,
but also ambition, and I earnestly desire to
live up to my motto by Arthur Bagley, who
said in an assembly last year: "There's the
novel to be written, the song to be sung, the
picture to be painted. You'll do it!"
-Louise Quinn, '38
When I was too young to know better, I
learned to read, and sometimes I think the
whole thing was a mistake. Of course, if I
could just read something and forget it, it
probably wouldn't bother me at all, I'd
never know the difference. But I don't
seem to do that. I get to worrying.
A good book acts as a powerful drug on
some people. I read somewhere about a
man ugulping down the strong headlines
of the morning paper like so much
black coffee," and although I "gulp" and
am "drugged" for the time being, reading
seems only to stimulate worry in me.
I worry for the characters while I'm read-
ing a story. When I've finished, I worry
about what happened to them after we fthe
author and D left them. I worry about
books I have read, about books I haven't
read. I worry about the books I ought to
read and those I ought not.
Worry-I have written that word eight
times now. What is worry? Imagination
provokes a little gray, misty figure, with
bright beady eyes on the look-out for some-
thing to disturb, scuttling through the cor-
ridors of my mind, trundling around cor-
ners, bumping unexpectedly into things and
upsetting the little orderly piles of my
thoughts. Rather absurd, isn't it? But this
is only my own private worry. Perhaps
someone else's is just as silly.
But no matter what differences our indi-
vidual "worries" may possess they all have
one thing in common: they dominate us.
Try as we will to shut them up in some dark
corner, they're always popping out and
romping about, sometimes only for a short
time, sometimes for days at a stretch. And
it isn't only reading that excites them-
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