Madera Union High School - Blue and White Yearbook (Madera, CA)

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wry dha Sorell The Eternal Triangle His determination was beginning to ebb even now, when he was taking up the receiver, but “faint heart never won fair lady,’ and with his feet growing colder every second he told Central the number and waited. “Tello?” “Tfello, is this Corliss “Yes, this is Eddie isn’t it?” “Uh-huh. Say, Corliss, nice day today, isn’t it?” “Yes, very.” “Well, listen. I want to ask you something.” “T’m here. Say it.” “Say who are you going with to Annabelle’s valentine masquerade ?” “Nobody. Why?” “Say if I asked you, would you go with me ?”? “Ask me and see.” “Well, will you?” “No, ’eause I’m not going at all.” “What?” “I'm going to the city Friday noon and IT won’t be home for Oh—I don’t know how long. So I’m not going to the party at all.” “Aw, gee. ‘Too bad. Goodbye.” Te sat down and mopped the perspiration from his brow. That was a shame! All his perfectly good courage gotten up for nothing! Why couldn’t she have waited a day? He guessed he wouldn’t go at all now. Wouldn’t be any fun. What had he ever gotten that silly suit with the red hearts for? Well, there was one consolation. Clayton Wallace wouldn’t get to take her. Girls were mean things. What good were they anyway! Oh well, such is life. “Wdwin |? Silence. 23

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They are Mary Baker, Elton Macon, Pearl Ross, Marie Moore and Doris Snyder. ) Saint Peter: State your past briefly and separately. Mary: Saint Peter, I spert my life as an office girl in a dentist’s office. I didn’t have the chance to serve in hig kitchen. | gave part of the money to the poor. Elton: My life was made miserable by Margaret’s refusal to marry me. At last, I found comfort in studying the stars. I have left much knowledge to the ignorant people of the earth. Pearl: After I finished high school I was a teacher in a private school for those who needed prompting. Marie: I joined the Salvation Army and entertained by singing popular songs. People said that they got pleasure from it. Doris: I never married. Somehow, as the years went by I lost con- fidence in men. I earned my bread and butter as editor-in-chief of the Madera Daily Tribune. Saint Peter: Here are your white tickets. (The elevator drops and Saint Peter is left alone in thought.) Curtain

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“Edwin !” “Aw, I’m coming.” “Go to the drug store and get your poor sister her medicine. What have you heen doing all this time?” “Charee it 77 “Of course. What have you been doing in here?” sway notin “Don’t be so sullen. Your tie is crooked and your hair looks very un- by) “Yes Mom.” Tle went out the door with an air that could not possibly have been mistaken for cheerful. What did mothers know about it anyway? They couldn’t understand what it felt like to have a rival. tidy. It was Friday morning, and Ed was as sure that he wasn’t going to An- nabelle’s party as he was that his name was Edwin Woodley. By afternoon he was not quite so gure. Everyone had been counting the hours and minutes till night, and wondering if he would have a good time. Corliss was at school in the morning, and Ed didn’t know ; perhaps one was foolish to let a mere girl spoil one’s evening. There was that suit with the red hearts—but no, The wouldn't go. That afternoon Ed came home firmly reso lved to go to the show, and not to the party. About 5:30 in the afternoon someone called up, and Ed answered the phone. The voice on the other end was feminine and it sounded familiar. She asked for Edwin, and finding that she was speaking with Edwin, she in- formed him that she was Corliss, and that complications had ‘arisen; ‘which made it possible for her to stay in town that night, and in sidentally to go to Annabelle’s party—with him if he’d take her. All right, she’d meet him at the drug store. Girls weren’t so bad after all. At least this one wasn’t. She was going to let him, Edwin Woodley, and not Clayton Wallace, take her to Annabelle’s party. Where was that silly costume? Must be kicking around somewhere. At 7:30 P. M. Edwin was among those te at the drug store. There had been a considerable struggle to get tt ear, and his mother told him to start so early, but then what was the use of hanging around home when you might be at the drug store. and also he cer tainly wasn’t going to miss Corliss. , Golly! What had ha ppened The neck of his costume was all ripping. Must be that string sis called a draw string. We'd told ’em it wasn’t strong enough. Well, nothing to do but 20 home and have it fixed, thereby wasting some more gas which might have been used to better ad- vantage after the party. He made the distance in record time, but when they started fixing him up, his mother and sister never seemed to have been so slow in their lives or his. Sis seemed to be in extra high spirits. She seemed also to be more of a hindrance than a help. The clock at home said only 7:30. He must have looked at the drug store clock wrongly. He got back to said store when the hands of the clock there were point- ing to 7:55! Now what was he goine to do? 24