St Josephs Academy - La Lumiere Yearbook (Prescott, AZ)

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 1 5fcU LA LUMIERE 1923 Page Twenty see .... Oh, yes, .... Mastah Ramsey. He was de only hoy in dat class and ah offen tol’ yoah ma dat ah sure pitied dat chile from right down in de bottom o’ mail heart. He’s a fine hoy .... one that uses his haid, as de story says, for somethin’ mo’ than to get hair tonic put on ... Well, Miss Betty, that hoy am one of the finest doctahs in the West now. Yassam, he is alius bein' talked about ’count a the nice way he can cut people up. He alius was handy with a jack-knife, even when he was no biggah dan a mosquiter’s eyebrow .... “Then, Miss Betty, the summah befo’ yoah ma was married, she hikes back from school with Miss Kathryn Bianconi. Miss Kay, thas what yoah ma called her, stayed heah fo’ a month. She was a goin’ way off to Africa or some place, Chicago was de name of de town, I recollect,—to teach gym. Ah don’ know who Jim was but seems to me he must a needed lamin’ powerful bad for her to go traipsin’ way off to dat Chicago place to teach him.” Aunt Mandy took a deep breath, surveyed Betty critically in the mirror, and continued: “Then one day when ah was a walkin’ down the street, mah eyes was took by a board bill sign an ah stopped still and most yelled out loud. Here befo’ me was Miss Aileen asperty as yoah please—an’ she was a playin’ in a big play—the head one, too. I was broke flat. If happiness had a been sellin' fo’ a nickel, ah couldn’t a bought a smile; so yoah grandmothah bought me a ticket. Ah sure enjoyed dat show. An' what’cha think? Miss Nellie were de chief dancer an’, as you well knows, dancin’ am my most particklerest enjoyment. “Las’ but not least is Miss Gerry McCormick. Miss Gerry has done gone to dat dere Convent in Los Angeles and is a Sister —a real one, just as good as them in Arizona, so dey tells me. I ast yoh ma if she thought Miss Gerry was happy an’ she said, ‘Happiness am de one thing she ain’t nothin’ else but!’ “Yoah ma’s a callin’; listen .... De motah’s ready? .... Well, so is us. ’Bye, chile...........” Betty departed and, with a long-drawn sigh, Mandy dropped into the nearest chair. Ere the sound of the motor had died in the distance, her thoughts were in the land of “used-to-be,” and before her age-dimmed eyes there passed a vision of yesterday when, not Betty’s mother, but her grandmother—proudly bearing her diploma on her arm, had stepped from the portal of dear S. J. A.—to “try her wings” at practicing the teachings of her Alma Mater. —Roberta McDonnell, '23.

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LA LUMIERE 1923 1(35BS Page Nineteen AWS, Honey, yoh all don’ know how positiv’ly tickled ah am to spruce yoli all up fo’ your gradyation day. Ah can ’member perfeckly how yoh ma looked when ah fixed her up fo’ her gradyation, and now I’se fussin’ you up for quittin’ at the very 'dentieal school whereat yoh ma quit. Dah now! Was yoh out tha in da gahden some one might pick you fo’ a honeysuckle, you’se dat perty!” Aunt Mandy talked on, all the while trying Hetty’s hair in different styles in order to find one which would be new and at the same time becoming. Finally she threw down the brush in dis- gust— “Seems today mail idees are like mah money—they jest ain’t!” Taking up the comb and smiling blandly, Aunt Mandy went on: “ ’Twasn’t but two yeahs latah that yoh ma had a visit from one of her friends what graduated with her; ’twas Miss Yirginny. But she warn’t Miss Virginny no mo’. She was Mrs. Denton. She’d done been married a month befo’ and was on her weddin’ tower. She was a June bride, she tol’ Miss Bobby. I alius was aimin’ to be a June bride if me an’ George Washington Jackson had a been married, but that po’ man up an’ went crazy. The fust ah knew of his unsamity was one day when he come a courtin’. He had a hatchet in his han’ an’ a funny look in his eye. He grabbed mah ahm in a iron grip an’ said in a low an’ turrible voice, ‘Mandy, they’s nobody here but you an’ me!’—I said, You’re wrong, George, they’s nobody here but you!’—’cause by that time I was gone. Ah ain’t nevah seen ’im since an’ ah ain't sorry. Ah sure was scared as a grinnin’ catfish. In mah mind’s eye, I could jes see mahself bein’ carted down the church aisle—wid mah friends walkin’ slow behind me. “Then, while yoah ma was down in Tucson, she write me that she seen Miss Opal in a Chau—Chau—, no. I’se not tryin’ to sneeze. Honey, I’se jest tryin’ to tell yoah’ll what Miss Opal is a workin’ in.” “Chautauqua, Mandy?” “Yes, Sugarlump, tlias it. How’d yoah’ll guess it?” Aunt Mandy stopped and gave all her attention to an obstinate curl that would not “stay put.” Betty broke the silence by speaking eoaxingly: “Don’t you know anything more about Mother’s schoolmates, Mandy? Please tell me.” “Course ah will. Honey. Why, not long aftah Miss Bobby write me, ah foun’ somethin’ in a papah that sure got a rise outa me. It weie a artickle about M iss Marguerite a winnin’ a prize for a bee-utiful pieksure she done painted. She done won a lots a money, too; it said so in the artickle. It sure made me happy. Miss Marguerite was the drawin’est gal ah evah see .... Lemrne

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 3 «fe)|r LA LUMIERE 1923 ---«oS P Page Twenty-one R ANSON DREW Y-clept “Ranse” Temperament .... s in.................. May be found .... Ambition ............... Destiny................. Favorite Expression Has penchant for Answers to the tune of . Secret Sorrow .... AILEEN POWERS Y-Clept “Billie Temperament ... s in.................. May be found .... Ambition................ Destiny................. Favorite Expression Has penchant for Answers to the tune of Secret Sorrow .... VONEVLA MARTINEZ Y-Clept “Nellie” Temperament .... ’s in.................. May be found .... Ambition................ Destiny................. Favorite Expression Has penchant for Answers to the tune of Secret Sorrow .... Roberta McDonnell Y-CIept “Bobby” Temperament . s in May be found .... Ambition................ Destiny................. Favorite Expression Has penchant for Answers to the tune of Secret Sorrow .... J arafeterisiticB (’hivalrous Gallantry Where most needed “Amatory” theatricaIs St. Mary’s, Oakland “Zounds!” Cream pies “Good night. Ladies” Pink cheeks Vivacious Tripping the light fantastic In Owl banquet room To drive a Stutz roadster The Concert Stage “Good grief!” Cream puffs “Eilleen Allanna” Vamping freckles Amiable Tickling the ivories At piano in Auditorium Broadcasting for radio Teacher of Spanish “Are they dancing?” Small brunettes “Seeing Nellie Home” English IV Unconsciously dignified Booking dates Haunting someone's librarv PhD. The Little Church Around the Corner “Bonne idee!” Dressing a la mode “Mon Homme” Those Annual Ads