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My clothes, which -had been strewn all over the room, were washed, cleaned and pressed and hung neatly in my closet. After stepping back and viewing the beautiful job I had done, I decided my room wouldn t need to be cleaned again until next Saturday. I knew I just wouldn't find time with so many things going ong especially if this week should be any- thing like the last. Tonight, the night I had been wait- ing for all week, had finally arrived and I was going with Rickey to a movie. Afterwards we would go to J erry's Soda Shop to 'have a soda and a friendly chat with some of our friends. I had put on my yellow pique dress which Rickey liked so well, and was just coming down the stairs when I heard a knock on the door. I thought to myself, that must be Rickey. I hope the kids behave themselves un- til he has gone. You see, I have twin sisters who are four and four brothers whose ages range from three to eleven. Just as I came to the door I stopped short, for there before me were the whole works surrounding Rickey and asking him questions that, I'm sure, no children would ask except, of course, my twin sisters and my brothers. Are you Susie's boy friend? asked Johnney. She thinks you're the best looking boy in the Senior class. I know, because I heard her say so myself. Of course he is, said Jack. Can't 'cha tell by his biack curly hair and his turned up nose. Don't you re- member? That's what Susie said she liked best about him. All the time the twins were look- ing ong their eyes as big as saucers. You'd think they were looking at a big rabbit or something. Well, I had stood about enough! By that time my face was scarlet and I could tell that Rickey was blushing too. You boys go right up to bed! I cried. Mother had just entered the room and asked me what was Wrong. What's wrong? I said. Can't you guess? What wouldn't be wrong with them around! Well, I could tell that Rickey was getting very uneasy, so we said good- bye to my mother and left. Oh I felt terrible. No one knows how bad I felt. All the time while walking to the movies I kept wonder- ing what Rickey thought of my brothers and sisters. I knew my mother would have put them to bed if she hadn't been busy sewing a dress for me to wear to the dance this Saturday. Rickey was going to take me but I bet he wished he hadn't asked me now. Oh, if only- Susie, did you hear what I said? Oh, I'm sorry Rickey. I guess I wasn't listening. You know those little brothers and sisters of yours are really some- thing special. They did put me in an embarrassing position, but it was worth it just to hear those cute ques- tions they asked. I don't think I've ever seen such sweet little tykes as those twins are. You know, I wish I had some brothers and sisters. I'm the only one in the family and I've always wanted brothers and sisters. Since I haven't any, maybe I could come and see you more often. I think that was the most perfect evening I ever had. When I got to my room and turned on the light I hardly noticed what had happened to the room-powder that was emptied all over the bureau, the lipstick that was used to draw pictures on my mirror, and the magazines that were strewn on the floor. Who cares! Tomorrow I can clean my room again. I think I've got the best little brothers and sisters in the world. JEAN WEAVER '52
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Guess probably you'll have to push a little harder. Oh, dear! There's a chair against it, which goes sailing across the floor. Already there had been enough noise to arouse anyone, but you pro- ceed cautiously. Now to get to the front room. Ooops! The dining room door is closed and you had to bump your head on that. Didn't miss the dining room table, either. A bumped head and a bruised toeg many a word runs through your mind, but not one is uttered. If only you're able to reach that light in the front room now! Of course after a series of hitting chairs, which seem to be deliberately mis- placed, you stand where the light should be-but much to your dispair you knock the light from the stand, causing another loud crash. Oooh! But is your temper rising, degree by degree! It just seems as if everything happens to you! Guess you'd better get to bed and forget the whole thing, so you re- move your shoes and with them in one hand and coat in the other you proceed up stairs. Not a word is said by anyone. Two more steps. You're going to make it yet. There you go again, stubbing your toe, the same one that you bumped in the dining room. Now your in for it. It isn't long before you're in dream- land, only to be awakened by your father calling Breakfast ! Oh, the dread of going down to face them when you hadn't kept your promise about getting home. But what do you hear? Your father asks you why you came home so early because when he went to a dance he usually stayed until the end. Who can blame you for being rather disgusted? Such is life. MARGUERITE COLBATH '54 WINTER Winter time is my favorite time of the year. During the time when snow is on the ground and the rivers and lakes are frozen over, there are many sports in which one may participate. Some of these are, skiing, skating, sliding and snowshoeing. When the time for winter sports rolls around my heart pounds with excitement. Nothing thrills me more than coming down a mountain side at express train speed on a pair of skis. Skating is another of my favorite sports. When I have a pair of skates on and go whirling around on the rink my spirit feels as free as that of a little snow bunting. The many fig- ures that may be performed on a pair of skates is amazing. It always fasci- nates me to watch a really good figure skater. Sliding down hills has a thrill all of its own. I think there is a no more pleasing sport than a group of young- sters on a sliding spree. The wind whipping at my face brings the color to my cheeks and excitement to my blood. All of these sports have their slight casualties, when one happens, merry making is forgotten, for the time be- ing, but if the person or persons are not seriously injured we soon start in where we left off. Yes, winter time is my favorite time of the year. CLYDE BODGE '53 SISTERS' RIVALS Today is Saturday and I have worked for hours trying to clean my room. I put a clean linen stand cloth with lacy edges on the bureau and arranged everything to suit my own taste. All my books and magazines were stacked neatly in a pile in my little stand on which I kept my phono- graph and records.
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YOUNG AND FOOLISH The clpck at the town hall was striking twelve midnight. Marcia was up out of her pajamas and into her beige suit. She must hurry it was a long way from the Breckinridge home to the harbor. Dick had been on the battlefield about five months now but he was getting an honorable discharge, due to a leg wound he received while he was in action. She had received a letter telling her to be at the harbor at twelve that night, when his ship would arrive and they would elope and go any where she desired and get married. This had sounded very romantic and easy. She was all through dressing now and was going downstairsg tip-toe- ing through the kitchen and then into the garage, where her smart maroon coupe, received on her birthday, was parked. It was a good thing her folks were sound sleepers, they never heard a thing once they were asleep. She always had a guilty feeling when keeping a secret rendezvous with Dick as she adored her parents and they gave her everything a girl at the foolish age of 17 could crave for. In other words, her slightest wish was their command. Of course, Marcia appreciated all this but she still loved Dick Malone. Her parents disap- proved of Dick because he was the son of the biggest gambler in New York City. He was even suspected of having been connected with some of the robberies that had been committed in the city. Marcia said that Dick was not going to be like his father and let things go at that. One day when Marcia spoke to her mother in an in- direct way about marrying Dick Malone, her mother became very up- set and was confined to bed for weeks. Parents were all that way, Marcia thought, they all want to hold on to their children all their lives. They would think differently after she and Dick had a nice home and were happy. After all that was all her folks wanted wasn't it-her happiness? Upon arriving at the harbor she could see neither light nor ship. She got out of the car and ran to the dock, where she could hear people talking excitedly as if something might have happened. The cool September breeze brushed her long, blonde hair softly against her pink cheeks. She was a very beautiful girl especially when she was excited. When she reached the dock she asked a peculiar looking old fellow who wasn't engaged in any conversation why the ship was not in the harbor. His answer was brief but polite, well ma'am it seems there was a storm out there on the ocean and the boat was delayed a bit but its due any minute now. A startled sensation ran over every inch of her body. For a few seconds she had been frightened at the thought that his ship might have been wrecked and that he had been killed. After fifteen minutes of im- patient waiting she felt tiny specks of rain continually coming down on her face. She decided to go and wait for Dick in the car. One full hour had elapsed before she heard the lonely whistle and could see the lights faint- ly through the rain spattered wind- shield and the thick fog. When the ship finally anchored, Marcia ran to the dock. She couldn't mistake the tall, muscular form with anyone else in the crowd. After a long embrace they went to the car. He told her how much he missed her but that he thought it would be wiser to wait a short time before they eloped, so that he would have time to earn extra spending money for their honeymoon. Marcia covered her dis- appointment by agreeing to his plan. When this conversation had come to an end, they had reached Dick's place. After a brief goodnight Marcia continued homeg parked the car in the garage and tip-toed to bed. The next day when Marcia re- turned from her 'daily errand, she said, Mom, I saw Dick at the drug store a few minutes ago and he asked me to go to the movies with him and I said yesg because it's his first night
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