Albion State Normal School - Sage Yearbook (Albion, ID)

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she sat down, and ventured to say, Did either Of you hear anything strange last night. Well, I should say. Well, I should say, was Mrs. Green's answer. I was so seared that I wanted Mr. Sand to call the police and - There was a knock and Mrs. Downer entered. The three women chorused: Did you hear 1t? ' Hear it! Mrs. Downer dropped into a morris chair. If that thing is going to happen' very often I shall move out. I will not permit my nieces to hear such language again, but we could not help hearing that-It was across from us. Again there was a rap and in answer to Mrs. Timmie's come in Mrs. Brown ente1'ed. She glanced about the room--tl1e11 spoke Would you believe that any man in. this house would get drunk and beat his wife? Who was it? Two or three asked at once. VVhy-I thought it was the new people on the firstfloor- ' , Not the doctor? She looks- but before Mrs. Brown could finish there was another rap and the doctor herself stepped into the room. She looked around with sharp questioning eyes as sl1e said: I was told this was a respectable place when I moved in and I Want to know- 'WVe always thought it was a respectable place until last night, Mrs. Brown returned stiflly. ' I am glad you are not in the habit of 'having Hlidnight quarrels, for that is very disturbing. t It must have been your neighbors or the Por- ers. It sounded to me as if it was up-stairs, de- clared Mrs. Downer. Just then Mrs. Porter entered and Mrs..Brown began: Mrs Porter, did you hear a noise last night? , Why, no, Mrs. Porter returned laughing. We had company for dinner and I was so tired I slept like a log all night. Why, what was it? They all began to talk when a woman with big brown eyes appeared at the door. She .looked at her neighbors and began at once: I just wanted to ask if you heard that dreadful quarrel last night? Who do you suppos it was I? There was silence in the room. Every occupied apartment was represented there. Mrs. Timmie glanced around, Do you s 'pose-it was--the jani- tor? she asked. 1113132 Qlianhp Zlaeart Dick sat on the lower step of the porch and moodily dug his small heel into the soft dirt. Every once in so often he said beneath his breath Darn, and semed to get a certain satisfaction from this exceedingly naughty word. He only dared to use it on certain occasions, and then when no one could hear him. However, he felt justified in using it now. ' It had all begun about two weeks ago when Gladys had started to school. Gladys was short and plump with soft yellow curls and a pair of big blue eyes. Ray Thomas and .lim .Brown were teasing her and Ray had just knocked her books down on the grass. Gladys' chin had begun to qui- ver piteously when something stirred within Dick's breast and he sprang with all the force of his small body on Ray. Then there ensued a battle which would long be remembered by the small boys who gathered around. In spite of the fact that Ray was much the heavier, Dick emerged triumphant altho his nose was bleeding and scratches were scattered promiscously over his small body. But this was nothing when Gladys looked up at him with the big tears in her eyes and asked with a trebble in her xoice: Is you hurt?

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wha' Qlhinn bpirit There is one great thing of the A. S. N. S. that is becoming known more and more all over the state and even farther than that, and that is the wonderful Albion Spirit. This striking virtue of the students and faculty of the A. S. N. S. has indeed won high honors. It is this which has inspired courage in the hearts of our athletes bef'ore they enter tl1e great games of baseball, football, basket-ball, debating, etc. Thru continous talking of Pres. Axline and other mem- bers of the faculty, the students have been filled with a love and loyalty for their school which is almost as strong as their sense of honor. Another thing which strengthened the Albion spirit was the narrow escape which the normal had from be- ing moved to Pocatello. During that week of crisis every one connected with tl1e school held his breath every time a message was received from Boise,rexpecting to hear of the passage of the fatal bill. And when the school emerged from this anx- iety every student and teacher of the school felt a far deeper love for the dear old Normal which so narrowly missed destruction. School spirit seems to come over a freshman just entered, like a sort of fever. Just before the first football game he hears the cheering of his fellow students and he is thrilled thru and thru. He at first thinks it is excitement but in reality it is the fever, or the school spirit gripping his heart. . By the end of the freshman year the students ol' the A. S. N. S. are thoroughly saturated with the Alibon spirit and go home after commence- ment with a great lonesomness in their hearts, for a whole three months must elapse before they can again return. Long before September the students begin to count the days and even the hours before school opens. Then when the time comes, they meet, rejoicing under the corner of the A. S. N. S. and their spirit is swelled more and more so that their love for the school lasts throughout their lives. ...-... Eiscussing a :I-Illihnigbt Qhuatrel It was the unusually early hour of eight o'clock when Mrs. Green tapped at Mrs. Timmie's door and shut it tight after her as she entered. Her hair wasn't combed and her kimona was held to- gether with one hand. Did you-eh-sleep well last nightiln she be- gan with a hesitation not usual to her. 'flland no, responded Mrs. Timmie looking at her visitor inquiringly. There was so much noise going on that I was kept awake-- You heard it then?', exclaimed Mrs. Green, seating herself on the bed. Wz1sn't it perfectly dreadful! The woman screamed as if she was be- ing murdered! And land! how tl1e man swore. . Who do you suppose it was? Mrs. Green whispered. I don't knowj' replied Mrs. Timmie. It sounded as if it was right under my bed- room window, responded Mrs. Green. Mrs. Timmie sat up straight and took her el- bows off the table for Mrs. Green's apartment was directly above her's and Mrs. Green went on to explain It musthave been tl1e new people who just moved in below you. I thought it was upstairs, Mrs. Timmie said. There was another tap at the door and Mrs. Sands, who lived on tl1e same fioor entered. She looked from one to the other of her neighbors as

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Now Dick was no philosipher, but after this he thot that it was only fair that he should at least be counted in her good graces. And when at noon she had deliberately chosen Ray, yes, Ray, the very boy who had teased her, as her partner in Hide and Seek, Dick felt very much injured, and that darn was a term not a bit too bad to indulge in. Having come to this conclusion he gave a savage kick and said it again: 'tDarn! I Just then he saw Gladys coming down the street with a bucket in l1er hand. She was coming over to his house after milk. It wouldn't do for her to' see him so he went around tl1e wood shed and began to whistle unconcernedly. Dick! O, Dick! called his mother, come here and carry this bucket for Gladys. Dick whistled gaily on and was finally brought forth muttering something about H girls always being in the way, but at last they were on the street. Dick strode along in front, and Gladys tod- dled after, her breath coming in short puffs. Dicky, wait for 11l9,H she panted. Dick was inspecting a candy pig, which he had drawn from his pocket, and gave no heed to her entreaty. Dick, I'se tired. At this Dick slowed up a little and Gladys caught up with him. They walk- ed along side by side in uncomfortable, pouting silence. Gladys finally said: Is you mad? No, but I feel bad and I just believe I'll run out there in the street and let the cars run over me. He gave a covert glance to see how she would take this. It had the desired effect. Gladys' big eyes grew wide with fright and she nervously drew nearer. ' V Dick, you wont r-e-a-l-l-y! Will you? No response. Say, Dick, I'm sorry I didn't choose you. I dont like 'that old Ray' anyway. Still no reply. Gladys drew herself up proudly, tossed her curls, and, if it were possible, her small tip-tilted nose tilted just a little higher. Having made the advances, it was his turn now. Dick saw the mis- take. Say, Gladys. But Gladys did not answer. Thus they walked all tl1e way home. At the gate they paused. Dick held out the bucket to her. She took it and lin- gered uncertainly, twisting nervously on one foot and began hestitatingly: ' Ise---got-something-for-you-i '. She put something hard into Dick 's hand and retreated to the house in confusion. Dick opened his hand and-could it be true? Surely his eyes deceived himl. No, there on a pink heart were printed the words: I love you. Dick ran home, rushed into the parlor and pro- voked his sister's wrath by nearly upsetting her in his joy, but Dick didn't mind. Out in tl1e yard he pulled the heart out of his pocket and read the words again: I love you. End. GEN EVIEVE MARTIN WEN DE DAD DIED. We had just moved into a small western town and had not yet become acquainted with the vil- lage freaks. Just as we were leaving tl1e break- fast table one morning I heard a rap at the door and upon opening it I saw a strange old man standing before me. His face was dried and weather beaten and one could read suffering and heartache in every line of it. His knees were so weak and wabbly that he looked as tho he might topple over any minute. A short distance from the door stood a wheel-barrow, the wheel of which