Bloomington High School - Aepix Yearbook (Bloomington, IL)

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A man was here yesterday to see you. I asked his business and he said he represented Smith 85 Smith, Inc., who wanted to buy your engine. And you . . . As your future wife, I sold it for thirty thousand dollars. My future wife, said Joe, wonderingly. Then he did the only logical thing. THE END. The Greater Sueeess If you happened to be one of the many customers who daily thronged the aisles in D. J. Healy Shops, it is probable that you have noticed a bright-eyed salesgirl behind the sea of fluffy ribbons and sample goods on the main floor. There was a certain pleasing look about her that offset any attractiveness possessed by the various types of girls near her. One would have thought that her very life depended on making the best impression upon all of the patrons of D. J. Healy 's countless shops on the boulevard. Perhaps she was only thinking in percentages, but it was an undeiinable pleasure to be approached by her. She made you feel that you had given in proportion to what you had received. K if IK :Ki 'BF 1' 'lf FX' if if 3? It Was closing time on one of the busy days in the department store. As Ethel Pricer painstakingly covered her counter until the morrow many little occurrences of the day passed through her mind. She was thinking, in par- ticular, of a certain merry face that had been before her vision throughout the day. He had had a pleasing smile, a face that she could not forget as she handed him his package with the accustomed, Thank you, and, Will that be all? The frank grey eyes and boyish grin would remain long in her memory. The last bell had rung, warning late shoppers that they had bought enough for one day. The salesgirls were gossiping with each other of such and such a boy, and of course, the date connected with that important personage. Ethel wondered how they could think fast enough to catch everyone 's: ' ' Where are you going tonight? Another dance?' ' My, you must have made quite a hole in your pay envelope from last nightls gaietyf' You don 't say. '4Tell it again, part of the girls didn 't hear. Isn't he the cleverest ever? I'm Wild about the way he dances. 4'You tell 'emf' Goodnight girls, see you on the job to- morrow, sung out one, busily powdering her nose. Thus were the girls ex- changing snatches of conversation as they prepared to leave the scene of their day 's labors. Ethel liked her work, but as the door closed after her, she wondered to her- self. Would she always have to listen to that type of talk? What did it amount to, anyway? Was she classed as one of them? Just one of many, without in- dividuality or distinction. Her thoughts turned back to the letter she had re- ceived a few days previous. The letter had been from the Greenwood Industrial Offices in the same city in which Grace, her sister, was going to college. The manager of the firm, who was the father of Marjorie Howard, Grace's school chum, in exchanging frag- ments of conversation with his daughter, had heard her speak of Grace 's younger sister who was working in a department store in Chicago. Marjorie had told him of Grace 's sister having taken a preliminary business course while in school, 29

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l sy: 1 P 1 A l J, i i i yi ll 1 i . f A a 1 V .... - , Y-. 1Af,.- f-f 1 -'Y' l C f Dina. A-, al l lmE.,f..,i enum: A iv, illl f 1 li' l I if if M 1 and her foot was not nearly to the floor. She was still fifth, no one had passed ii her since the start, yet she knew she must go faster. She stepped harder on the 5 little plunger, the car 'fpicked up nobly, and she passed the fourth car at the il curve. She was doing 102 now. She was gaining a little courage, it was not so 'E bad after all. She pushed up to third place. , l ? For two hours the cars pounded the planks, always changing places. Crilotte J ' ll still held third place and she was crowding second. She was not afraid now, she , , smiled a little as she gave her car more speed. As they took the curve the second l car turned too quickly. Crilotte saw it hit the fence, saw it crumple up like a -V ,El telescope, saw the driver with hands on wheel and eyes ahead, in death as in life. ll 55 Crilotte wanted to swoon, wanted to hide her head, to scream, to do anything. E 1 J She awoke from a sort of dream. She had been driving but she had fallen back. l l if Now she was eighth and her nerve was gone. Better give up , Joe wouldn't blame l A ll l' her. No, she couldn't do that, she set her chin, raised her slumping body, pushed i .I her dirty little face forward and stepped on the gas. She was driving 105 flat 1 gf now. She passed seven, six and five in rapid succession. As she passed the scene 4 of tohe accideiit, slae saw tile iierft firm of the driver being put in the ever-waiting sg, , am ulance. nvo untari y s e oo ed away. V- A Q Another hour passed. Crilotte was third again, and her nerve wa.s, in a i l measure, restored. Her arms no longer pained her, and now her mind contained , hope of winning-not fear. The engine had not balked yet, but the tires were 1 3 1 w almost gone. 'Considering everything, her chances were good. ii In the stand was Joe, his arm in a sling, his face bright and feverish. He A l' had seen the accident, had seen Crilotte sl-ow up, and then crawl up to third , . place. He blessed her mentally, was there ever a better car or a braver girl? 1, 5 , Here was Crilotte around again. The car swerved sharply, a. rear tire had blown if , 3 1 ll out. Crglotte knew what gtg io. 1 She drove over to the stalls, and in ten seconds W 1 was on er way-now in t p ace. iw A There remained but fifteen minutes. Crilotte was fourth. As yet the ac- l' celerator had not touched the floor. She began to push it harder now. Her car f Y and the third one took the curve abreast of each other, and then raced, side by l. f H side, for a whole revolution. Then Crilotte forged ahead. Number two was di- S i3 rectly in front of her. It fell back as the girl gave her car more speed. Number i A il one was a little way ahead. Crilotte realized that she must have speed- Q T Q more speed-still more speed. Around and around they went with no perceptible g , il difference in the distance between them. -Crilotte was determined now. She 5 9 meant to win. She forgot her sex, her fears and dangers. She peered apprais- E ingly at her tires. They were good for the finish. Then she felt her foot touch Q V the floor. 1 S Ten minutes more. Only eight cars remained in the race. Crilotte was l labreast number one. Now she passed him. At the curve she fell back to avoid fi itting him. Five more minutes. SQ, The stands were in chaos. Never was a more exciting race seen. People - danced, sang, shouted and what not. One young man, however, sat with staring im eyeis and tlrienfbligg hands watching. It was a spectacle he would never forget - i, as ong as e ive . 1 , N The cars came roaring to the finish. Surely it is a tie. No, number one is A i ly a little ahead. Great Scott! Look at 18 go. They 're even. No, 18's passing him. A 1 i ei Crilotte crossed the line an infinitesmal part of a second ahead of her rival. l i , Thousands were not sure who had won. A , vi as as se as as as as as as as , ,l it th 'iOCE'ilotteg said J oi one evenirig a week after the, race, I'm no better off Q i. ii an e ore. ou won t e money. am just as poor. i f Crilotte laughed. . 5, 1 Q git? 28 2 i SJ 1 E Q? m ff'y' 'i 'ifmMME 'EF ' N'-11'-f-Q:-M--THQ-'He'v M'f - ' z., ,M V '-V-'X'-TM-f-will Zgr W ,H,L X FJMQLEXTLMQAY H---...fl V -'H ' -f Ye41+ 'f-muff' fe -'Neff'- 'fw'Q 1 '-Sf'-V112 M- . 9

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I I I I I. I eta K I 1 I . r I I I II . . I . 'II t b 5-5 f iiiid time Wiiiifi u immh Ilhif CHQ I, I I I I I I 3' and although she was now only a clerk, it was probable that she could till the I ,, position vacant. in his office. So Mr. Howard had written for her acceptance. I I III But Ethel had known even before finishing the reading of the letter, that she II I II was not fitted for the position. She might have taken it if she had had further , I I training in commercial work. Her first big opportunity and the thought of how I, I pleasant it would have been to be near her sister loomed up before her. Her I Q! sacrifice for her sisterls future career had cost her, her own, and dearly was she I It paying the price of the unlearned. She could see it now all too clearly. I JI Lost in her own thoughts, and paying little heed to the intervals between I-. 2 street car service, Ethel walked on slowly, reaching the corner just as the last Ig' 'iQ dim lights of her homeward-bound car disappeared in the fog. , You might have known that would happen, ejaculated Ethel, to herself I I impatiently. Just when I was in for a busy evening, too. Now I'll either have 3' to wait an unearthly long time for the next one, or else walk it. Well, here . t goes, she ended carelessly, 'fa little later won 't make a great deal of difference, i tat, I suppose. Big city life is always uncertainfl So she started to thread her way I- homeward thr-ough the crowded and darkening streets. ini The street light fiickered uncertainly as she rounded the corner of the block. xl I, Because of her own musing and partly because of the thickening fog, she failed I I I f to see a young man coming directly in her path. Before either had time to dodge, , It I Ethel felt the contact of his body against her. Looking up, she found herself I gazing into a pair of frank grey eyes enveloped in an immensely pleasing grin. , t 5 I She recognized him without a moment's hesitation. I I gt I There was an awkward silence for a brief moment. Neither spoke. Then: I I I I 'fPardon mc. but did I shake you up a bit? Very clumsy on my part, to be surc,', It I QI stammercd the boy, in confusion. If 'tNot at all. Mr.-- I 'ilIIr. Stanlcyf' he supplemented. And may I satisfy my curiosity to It I know yours, too. Seems to me I've seen your face before, but just where I can 't QI I I I say. That 's right, I jolly well remember now. 1 Didn't you ask me if that would ,II I Q be all, referring to the bit of ribbon I bought in your store for my mother? She J. , was too tired to go for it herself so sent her hlundering young son instead. To 1 I I tell you frankly, when I saw you, all mother 's instructions vanished completely il, I from my mind. I had no idea one could put his mind clear off the track of ribbon ,ii ti: It when he meets a person he would like to know, but doesn't. In Strange to say, Ethel was not displeased at this frankly flattering confes- II U sion from an unknown young man, but hastened to assure him that his business I-I transactions as well as his apologies were entirely commendable. I X, HMay I take you to your homefll' asked Joe Stanley of Ethel. 'fIt's just as I well you have a bodyguard. The next one that runs into you might weigh quite , I ' a bit more than I do and entirely demolish you. VVhich way, mademoiselle? . I Thus began the friendship of Ethel and her unknown knight. For a knight I he truly was in her little world. 'Had he not asked to take her home, inquired of ,EI IEI her work. her future ambitions? She would always remember the walk home. I V They had talked of many things. He had asked for her story and then had told I I f I his. She could hear herself now as she had told him hers. ' I It had all come back as clearly as if it had happened yesterday. She could ' ,W recall the night the two sisters had made their decision. The subject of discus- I, 'I sion had been the money their father had left them at his death a few years be- I' N, fore. This had meant the parting of the ways, each choosing her own life work, I II and each considering that she had made the wiser choice. From her earliest I. years, Ethel had been an independent person and even contact with her more , I :I gentle sister had not influenced her character. Grace, deeply absorbed in her It I school work had found little or no time to help, advise, and be a big sister to her . In 30 I I Li g:: Q'-T, 'l l Iliff, - I ' ' ,, -4, , . ,,,,, ,,eY, ,,,. ,Q WY, im' t5E? '2-4, gf. T rm 2 ite? 9 5 i'i' 'i 'iii c c c 'c t '....1..i....ef-ff-I .I c