Hudson High School - True Blue Yearbook (Hudson, WI)

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10 TRUE BLUE read it.” As Mrs. Evans glanced at the postmark, a frown clouded her usually kind, placid face. “Geneva?” she thought, “Can it be—Oh no, it cannot be from Kathie.” She tore the letter open, and hastily scanned the first page. Genera, Switzerland, Oct. 27, 189?. My dear Beatrice: — My far away, but only loyal friend, when you receive this letter, T will be in “Happy T and.” But as you love me, carry out my wishes, for the sake of my son. You are wealthy, and can afford this. My son, a lad of twenty-four will be alone in this world; he is not strong, so I would die content if I might know you would do as I say. December first, he will land in Southampton, England; and I beg of you to meet him there, and take him home with you. My dear Beatrice, be a mother to him. My hand trembles, I can write no farther. Good bye; forever and ever, good bye, KATHERINE. When Mrs. Evans lifted her tearful eyes from the letter, her face wore a sad expression; for the letter was from a friend of her girlhood, Katherine Hastings. All the time her mother was reading, Jeanne sat with clasped hands, gazing into her mother’s beautiful face. At length, she said, “What makes you so sad, mother? “O Jeanne,” her mother replied, “my friend Katherine, you have heard me speak of her, is dead.” “Yes, mother, was there nothing else in the letter?” “She left a son,” Mrs. Evans continued, “whom I am to meet in Southampton, England, December the first.” “Mother! Mother! to Europe! That will be glorious. When can we start? I can see London, and Oh, I don’t know7 what all.” “Please, please little daughter, don’t bother me now! Not so many questions,” replied her mother. Jeanne departed down the country road, to impart her great joy to Fern Milton, her bosom friend. “Fern, it is too wonderful,” she exclaimed, “just think of me, poor little me, going to Europe, and to meet a man. How romantic! But mother did not seem a bit joyful.” The girls talked long and earnestly together, till the sun began to “Jean, Jean,” laughed her friend, “you're so funny, and so excitable. sink behind the hills in the distant west. Jeanne suddenly started. “I must go, Fern,” she called back. “Mother will worry.” Supper at the Evans home the night was a quiet affair. It passed with no mention of the European letter. Late that night Jeanne raced up the stairs. She laid aside her dress and donned a soft trainng dres'ssing gown. Her hair she let fall in curls about her shoulders. Before climbing

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TRtJE BLUE 9 MISS SIDNEY PATTEE Miss Sidney Pattee was born and educated in Minneapolis, Minn., graduating from Central High in 1902. After this she took a four year course at the University of Minnesota, graduating in 1906. While at the University she belonged to several literary societies and clubs. After graduation she taught in Minneapolis, and then in l,ake City, Minn. She came to Hudson in October as a substitute for Miss Travis, the German and Latin teacher, but we are delighted to hear that she is going to stay the whole year with us, for we are sure she can guide us thru the difficult- ies of Virgil or of “Immensee.” MISS RUIE THURSTON Miss Ruie Thurston was born in Ellsworth and graduated from the Ellsworth High in 1906. Then she attended the River Falls Normal for two years. While there she became prominent in Athletics, especially in basketball. She was elected President of the girls Athletic Association, and played on the Normal team during her Junior and Senior year. She also belonged to the Glee Club for two years she was there. She graduated in 1912. Then she taught the fifth and sixth grade in Hudson for the past two years. This year she has six classes in High School, two of Physiology two of Physical Geography, and two of Arithmetic. LITERARY DEPARTMENT THE GIRLS’ GLEE CLUB The Girls’ Glee Club was organized the first month of school and now has a membership of about forty-eight. It was moved and carried at the first meeting that each member should pay a monthly due of twenty-five cents. The following officers were elected: President, Viola Solheim, Treas urer, Virginia Clark, Secretary, Isabelle Utman. It is planned to give an operetta this year which will include both the boys’ and girls’ clubs. We shall expect the school to boost by attending. Hallowe’en was celebrated by a costume party at Utman's. Every character imaginable was represented including the gypsy fortune-teller, who bore resemblance to Miss Feeny. Hallowe’en games were played ghostly stories told and “all sorts of stunts done.” Refreshments took up a good part of tne evening. The party broke up, at not an early hour, with cheers for the Glee Club, Miss Angst and Miss Utman. —V.C.T7 “HIS REWARD.” “A letter, mother—a letter, Hurrah!” cried Jeanne Evans, “and from— A. H. Mither, postmarked Europe. What can it be? Please hurry and

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TRUE BLUE 11 into bed she took one peep at herself in the glass. “1—I really believe I’m pretty,” she gasped. Then with a terrific leap, she landed in the middle of the bed. A mighty crash followed and “meow-meow-me-o-.” “For Heavens sake, Jean, what is that?” called her mother from the bottom of the stairs. “Nothing, mother, only Betty, the cat, and the leg of the bed.” Mrs. Evans laughed lightly, and returned to the library, to her waiting husband, with whom she had been discussing the European voyage. “It is this way, John,” she said. “Of course you and I must go; but I do not think it right to break into Jeanne’s school work this way. 1 think it would be a good plan to let her stay with them, but it will break the child’s heart, as she is bent on going.” “I say she cannot go, and that is final. She cannot always have her way. She is a good girl, but too flighty, too flighty,” retorted .Mr. Evans. The next morning .Mrs. Evans told her daughter of their plans to sail November seventh, leaving her at home. Jeanne’s eyes filled with tears. “Alright mother,” she said, and left the room. She had been severely wounded. Jeanne as usual donned her hat and coat, to go to Fern, to pour her sorrows into that patient girl's ear. “It is cruel, mean; it is terrible,” shrieked Jeanne. “I am not going to Europe with father and mother; but I am going alone. You know I have my own money! I’ll not speak of this to anyone for I have not fully made up my mind. I will see Europe in spite of father. I suppose he did not mean to be so cruel.” Mr. and Mrs. Evans were to sail November seventh on the DIANA Meanwhile, after much contemplation, Jeanne planned to sail on the JUNO, November fifteenth. The Evans’ day for sailing arrived at last. Many were the farewells from their numerous friends. The weather for the voyage was perfect, and the voyage proved a great success. Once more Mrs. Evans’ joyousness returned; each day her health improved wonderfully. Arriving at England, they first proceeded to London, where Mrs. Evans saw the many places she had longed to in her ardent girlhood. Jeanne, however, stayed with her friend till the fifteenth. Once, before she sailed, she wrote to her mother and thought, with a pang, of the wrong her mother would experience when the letters stopped coming. Alone, Jeanne packed her trunk and started east, and on the morning of November fifteenth Jeanne sailed for the-first time away from her native land. The voyage proved unfavorable for Jeanne, for, overcome by sea sickness, her days were spent in the stateroom, out two days before landing she recovered So Jeanne at least had a happy remembrance of two days of the voyage. Arriving at Liverpool November twentieth, she was dazed by the strangeness of the city. Her mother, she knew, was in London, so Jeanne planned to spend the days before December in Liverpool. A room was first