Saint Ursula Academy - Scroll Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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Washing the Dog -ANN SUDEK '47 I Today I washed my dog. This was not his first contact with water. for often, while watering the lawn, I watered him also. He remembered these incidents with a vengeanre and when he saw the tub of water into which I was to submerge him, he wiggled out of my arms and was gone, like a Hash, up the stairs. Quickly, I dashed after him but the only thing I got was a skinned knee. Deciding it was time for strategy, l seized from the table a bone which was attached to a small steak. Finding him crouching under the sofa, l coaxed, teased. pleaded and threatened, but to no avail. Remembering the steak, I dangled it tempt- ingly a few inches from his nose. Suspecting something, he looked questionablv at me but sensing I had given up the silly idea of washing him, he walked slowly toward the steak. Wfith a shriek of triumph I pounced upon him and carried him, still struggling, to his bath. After it was hnished and he was snow white, wearing a huge red bow, he strutted around. as proud as a peacock, as if to say, See, this was all my idea. All I have to say is-Never again! Page Thirty-Iwo

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Junior As I See Him 0 UNIOR is my little brother. He can at times be nice, but these times are rare. For the most part he is troublesome, always in the way, and fm-eve.-' playing pranks. just the other night, big sister Mary had a date with George Kearns, who was without doubt one of the most popular and handsome young men in town. Mary has had a crush on George ever since he first came to Cen- tral High in the middle of the year. And now he had finally asked her for a date. Blary was thrilled beyond words. VVhen the big day arrived, lVIary was fairly jumping up and down with ex- citement. Had she but known what was to happen before the day was over, I am sure she would not have been so happy. Upon arriving downst-airs, lwary heard her mother saying, Come right in, Doctor, he's upstairsf' lVIary tried to talk to Nlama. Doctor! Who's up- stairs? N0 one in our house is sick, unless-No Nlamal Nothing's wrong with Junior, is there? sy Yes, I'm afraid so, but don't bother me now. I have to take the doctor upstairsfl . But NIama'l-hlaryls voice tr-ailed away as mother and the doctor disap- peared on the stairs. lfiary ate break- fast, feeling not quite as happy as she had when she first awoke, Oh well, there probably wasnlt anything seriously wrong with Junior. He had probably been eating green apples again. After the doctor had left, Mary again started questioning mother. 'fDid the doctor say what was the matter with Junior, Nlama? yy Yes, he did, lfary, and I'm 'afraid we'll be quarantined for a week or so. lVIary just stood there, not saying anything, but turning pink, then red, Page Thirly -KATHLEEN BEELER '47 Q and back to white again. When the full realization of the awful tragedy dawned upon her, she started crying. Mother, misunderstanding why she was crying, said, There, there, Mary. It isn't that bad. Junior wonit die. Lots of children get measles and they all recoverf' i But NIama, I'm not crying because he is sick. Don't you see what this means? I'll have to break my date with George and helll wonder what kind of house this is that I have such a puny little brother who catches the measles the first time anyone looks at himfl Several weeks passed and Junior re- covered. Mary forgot about George, but junior she could not forget. He continually annoyed her. If she wanted to go to the show, Junior had to go too. It wasn't that lVIary minded tak- ing him, but he always insisted on hav- ing a bag of popcorn and blowing up the bag and breaking it during the tens- est moment of the show. If they were getting a soda in the drug store, he always had to have the last drop in his glass and suck on the straw until it made a loud noise and people would stare at them. it all was that actually laugh! At home it him to wash his to scold, plead, If this did not And the worst part of he would laugh. Yes, was impossible to get face. Papa would have and beg him to wash. work, then more effec- tive methods were used. He absolutely refused to use a comb on his hair, 'fonly sissies combed their hair, and to use a tonic to keep his cowlick down was unheard of. Now you can imagine how amazed I was when yesterday I chanced upon him, laboriously combing his hair, and. mind you, freely using hair tonic. I was dumbfounded. There was only one conclusion. Junior was in love,

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to a stop Em and waxfei-tor it-to sfreet she was still stroking the tire. tllrll. I dreaded this, for I knew Carol For all I know she may still be there, would have to shift gears. When she because I never saw her again. i-1 . 1 - A Mgmgrablg -VIRGIXl,,A TIGHE '49 When my cousin Jeanne asked me to be godmother for her small son, I was delighted. Only the very great honor came to my mind but I soon discovered there were other things to consider. What in the world do you do if small jimmy starts to cry? Oh, horrors! Suppose you suddenly become tongue-tied and can't recite the Apostles Creed or maybe even the Our Father? Surely the godfather, who has fought years in the Pacific, won't be afflicted with this stage-fright. Certainly he will be able to recite the prayerg then, all I will have to worry about is what to do with Jimmy when he criesg that is, if he cries. Perhaps my Guardian'Angel will become ia Career Angeln and take care of that little item. Then again he might even catch Jimmy if I should let him drop. Oh, please, Dear God, don't let that happen. Please! Oh mel the fateful day is here and I am suffering from nervous prostration. Now, isn't this silly. Jimmy slept through the entire ceremony and I could recite the Apostles Creed and the Our Father. Isn't it grand to be a godmother! Page Thirty-one