Ball High School - Purple Quill Yearbook (Galveston, TX)

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decide whether she was happy or sad. Undoubtedly, the whole expe- rience had been a happy one. But it was over now. Alfred would find out who she was tomorrow. If he didn't, she would probably tell him herself, because it wasn't fair. In spite of the hollow feeling she felt inside and in spite of the pity she felt for herself, that evening when she prepared the supper there was a lightness in her heart and she sang as she set the table. Her mother would be home from work in a few minutes, and she was debating whether or not to tell her the part about the name when the telephone interrupted her thoughts. The phone hardly ever rang at her house. She couldnit imagine-- 'fHello ? May I speak to jane, please ? It was a boy's voice. I-Ier heart jumped. It was Alfredls voice. She knew it was Alfred. Yes, certainly-I mean, this is me-I mean she. Oh, hello, jane. You know who this is ? 'Tm not sure. This is Alfred. I hope youlll forgive me for calling you right at supper time. But I wanted to be sure I caught you at home. Ch, I'm always home on week nightsf' fl-Zvery night of the week, she thoughtj f'VVell, I called to find out if you were going to the basketball game this Friday. Jane hadnlt been to one game this season. XYell, I hadn't really given it much thought yetf' 'iOh, but you will go, won't you? You see, Lucy Reed is giving some sort of little party after the game, and I thought you might go with me. Jane heard him, but coulon't answer, because all of a sudden a hor- 1 rifying thought struck her. 'fAlfred, how did you know my number F I didnit know it, but all I had to do was look in the phone book until I found a 'Martini on your street. Now about Friday night. You think you can make it Pl' f'Oh, yes, it sounds like fun. Swell then, I'll be by about seven. O. IQ? :k 3: rg :gc A: It was coming. The scent was in the airg the earth was preparing for it. Brisk breezes replaced cold winds. Sudden showers replaced long downpours. Each day there were more birds to join in the sweet song. The students knew it was coming. too. because more and more they began to come outside to eat their lunches. Today when the lunch bell rang the group of girlsicame out to see if their old place 129

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had been taken. It hadnit been. They made their way over to me. And their number-it had increased by one. You wouldn't think that an increase of just one could make such a change, but today their voices drifted up not as the chatter it had been before, but as beauti- ful sounds full of meaning. Gee, Betty, how do you think you did on that history test F I don't know. It was really hard, I thought. Oh, Rose, did I tell you what happened in English today? You know Richard doesn't sit behind me any more, and he was passing me a note and the teacher caught him and kept it. She still has it.', Can,t you two ever think about anything but school? I have some new records, and Jane, you've just got to come home with me after school to hear themf' I'd love to, Betty, but can't make it until tomorrow. I promised Alfred I'd go with him this afternoon. All at once I realized that Spring wasn't almost here, but it had already arrived. I could feel the buds swelling as if they were all going to burst forth at once. CLLUVL A brilliant globe of light ascends slowly o'er the horizon Spreading wide its slender fingers of gold, And then gradually takes on a brighter hue As the streams of light grow more bold. The sky grows pale and is brushed with rose. The blades of grass are fresh and wet, And the shimmering drops of dew are like Diamonds strewn on emerald velvet. Each waking flower nods its head. The early breezes whirl and play As the sleeping earth slowly hearkens - To the call of the new day. And then the sun does fully proclaim The coming of the morn, But it is merely a fulfillment Of the promise of the dawn. by Shirley Robinson 131