Huntington College - Mnemosyne Yearbook (Huntington, IN)

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WM MNEM0SYNE 5 4- - ----- ------------------- - ti. cgfl Hppreciation We wish to express our appreciation for the support that has been given us during the school year by all concerned. We wish to thank those who have contributed literary work. We feel that we should express our appreciation for the co-opera- tion among the student body and faculty in having their pic- tures taken, and for their support in the sale of the annuals. Especially we wish to express our heart-felt appreciation to the advertisers whose co-operation has made the publication of this annual possible. We, the members of the staff, have acted as guides for the work, and you have made it what it is. The MNEMOSYNE of 1926 is YOURS! THE MNEMOSYNE STAFF. IZICKERT STUDIO Where your friends are Your Photographs should be -..-..1-.11-.1-.1.-.-..m1uu11i.-1-.111...11uu 1 One Humifrcd Twenty-four

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- if dna? One Hundred Twenty-two s-L-femmelfaemeweemnaiviosrna was in and oh! I was so glad when she chose me. She took me into the library with her and at first I though she would be very good to me but when she stuck me in that horrible old sharpener-oh! what agony. But I soon realized that unless she did this I would be of no account to her. She was very kind to me and used me to write in some of the most beauti- ful books. But she used me in more than books. I won't tell what else. She had a hard time keeping me, too. Some one was always wanting to borrow me. And strange to say all this time I kept getting smaller and smaller. Now my struggles are over. Miss Johnson has tied a beautiful green and red ribbon around my neck and has placed me in her Memory Book. I am used my her very best friends to write their very best thoughts. This seems like heaven. Jane Brown's Romance Ralph Platt Jane Brown was a very pretty young lady who lived in New York, although she was the daughter of a day laborer, she did not like to as- sociate with common people, but tried every way possible to become ac- quainted with the higher and wealthier class. ' Each day Jane would go to the large Hotel Jefferson and loiter in the lobby, thinking that she might attract the attention of some rich young man. It was during one of these visits that she noticed a well dressed man who seemed to have some authority, watching her as she mounted the stairs. She thought he was falling in love with her, and began to picture herself his wife in the near future. They would live in the hotel and she could spend each day in the hotel becoming acquainted with people of importance and would spend the evening at some large dance. She was sure one day, as she mounted the steps, that he was going to speak to her but he did not. So she passed on up to the library and was Writing a letter, when she heard footsteps which made her heart flutter, because she recognized them as those of her supposed lover. She slyly glanced over her shoulder to make sure. It was he, and he was approaching her. Instantly her heart was in her mouth. As he drew near her, he seemed rather embarrassed. By this she was sure that he had some mes- sage of love for her. Would she hold him off, or would she fiy into his arms? She would have rather chosen the latter. While she was trying to solve the question he saved her the bother of finishing. Approaching her he spoke quickly with a little stuttering, Mlle., he said, the use of the library is reserved for the guests only, you-you will have to leave. Jane came to her senses. She now knew why he had eyed her each day as she went up the steps, and as she left the hotel she resolved to marry the first garbage collector who could make her a comfortable living. I 'rjfwi