Central Junior High School - Junior Classic Yearbook (South Bend, IN)

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THE Jigxioiz Cihissic Grandma's Wedding Dress On a small hill at the further end of the village stood a little white house with green shutters. On either side of the path leading to the house was a colorful mass of beautiful old-fashioned Howers. In this little house, lived Grandma Dari- ing. Grandma Darling always had a crowd of children around her, for this little old lady had a charming personality, and very nice teaparties for the little children. which, of course, delighted them. W'hile having one of these parties on the lawn, a shabbily dressed girl passed, and looked with longing at the cheerful group of merrymakers. Grandma Darling noticed the pitiful look in the large blue eyes, and also the beautiful curls which hung over the girl's shoulders like a mass of gold. Who is the little girl passing? asked Grand- ma of Mary Ann. Whyl that's Roberta Reynolds. We all call her Bobby. She is a dear, but her parents are so terribly poor. Her father is a drunkard, and her step-mother often beats her, and she has to do all the work. V Grandma was thoughtful for a moment, and then said, We will invite her to come and en- joy our teaparties with us. So Bobby was invited by Mary Ann, and she joyfully accepted. It was not long before Bobby and Grandma became very dear friends. Nlany times Grandma would let the children dress up in her old-fashioned clothes, and they would put on little plays. Grandma would watch them very closely, and she soon discovered that Bobby had quite a lot of talent. She could dance very gracefully, and soon Grandma learned from Bobby that to be a great dancer was her chief ambition. But no one was enough interested in her to have her -take the lessons. Then Grandma found a good teacher, and Bobby was given the opportunity to learn to dance. Bobby was so grateful, she hugged and kissed Grandma, and tears ran down her cheeks. After three years of hard practice, Bobby be- came quite a dancer, but she had no funds to get pretty costumes or to leave the village, so she did not have any offers to dance, or have the world know how wonderful she was. On her way home from dancing class one night, she stopped to see Grandma Darling and learned that she had taken ill very suddenly. Grandma was very glad to see her, and thev had lFift a long visit. Grandma told Bobby that probably she would not be able to be up for some time, and that she had something to give her. She told her to go into the attic, and in an old- fashioned trunk, she would find a dress. When Bobby returned with the dress, Grandma ex- plained that it was her wedding dress, and she wanted Bobby to wear it the day she made her dancing debut. This beautiful creation of old ivory satin and Venetian lace and pearls was a treasure anyone would be glad to possess, and Bobby cried with joy at this unexpected present. Grandma was thanked again and again. Grand- ma, why are you giving this to me? asked Bobby. Because, answered Grandma, if I would have had a little girl, I would have wanted her to be just like you. Bobbyl I have just received a letter in answer to one I wrote to a friend of mine in New York. I-Ie says he will try you for a drama he is going to give. You are to be at his office at the end of the week. But I have no money. But I have plenty that I will give youf, was the answer. At the end of the week, Bobby stepped of the train in New York. She opened her purse to get the card that had the opera manager's ad- dress. and found it gone. What would she do? Where would she go? She got in a taxi and told him to take her to a cheap boarding house. He did. She got along pretty well while her money lasted, but she soon ran out of it, and she only had enough to last her one more night. That night without any supper she went to bed and dreamed that Grandma Darling came to her and reminded her of the wedding dress. The next morning Bobby tried the dress on, and it was too long for her, so she started to rip it, and as she was ripping out the hem. she felt something hard. She ripped out the hem and found-money! XVhen Bobby went to put the money in the pocketbook, she found hidden among some papers the manager's card. She hurried to the mana- ger's office. and he tried her. and found she was a genius. He had her sign a contract. and on the night of her debut. which was a most wonderful and successful affair, she wore the Old Wedding Dress. -PEGGY Smsorr. y-threel

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TI-IE JUNIO R CLASSIC Historical Background of St. Joseph County Rene Robert Cavelier de LaSalle was the first white man to set foot on Indiana soil. This was on December 5, 1679. However, some people think that Father Marquette may have traveled over the same portage in 1675, four years before LaSalle, but historians are not agreed on the matter, since there is no authentic record of the road taken by Marquette on his last trip to Lake Michigan. On his first journey up the St. Joseph in December, 1679, LaSalle separated from his party to search for the portage landing and, being over- taken by night in a driving snowstorm in the vicinity of the present city of Mishawaka, he missed his way and wandered aimlessly around for many hours. Finally he saw the gleam of a fire in the forest and, not doubting that he had come upon his own camp, he hastened forward, but, to his surprise, discovered that he had routed an Indian from his bed. Being very weary, he took possession of the camp and slept undis- turbed till morning when he rejoined his party. At length their Indian guide found the portage for which LaSalle had been searching and, taking up the canoes and freight upon their shoulders, these thirty-three weary men made their way across the five or six miles of land, near the present site of South Bend, to the Kankakee. LaSalle was murdered in Texas in March, 1687 by members of his own discontented and muti nous band, after unendurable hardships, and his body left to the buzzards and wolves. The first house in South Bend was erected by Pierre Navarre in 1820. It has since been re- moved to its present site in Leeper Park where it will be preserved in its original condition. VIRGINIA WHITNIORE, 9A A GREAT HELP You certainly have a dumb oflice boy. Yes, but he talks just like me over the phone. x if if it tt tt Hey, waiter! This steak is burnt black. Our mark of respect, sir. Our head waiter died yesterday. at x as Gym Teacher fro girlsl: Lots of girls use dumbbells to get color in their cheeksf' The Legend of Sleepy Hollow Many a time we've gone to sleep, While conjugating all the verbs, And many nights the teacher'd keep The ones who'd miss and did disturb. But when we came to Ichabod Crane We all woke up with a lively jerk.. The class no longer sat in pain, The work we surely didn't shirk. Our hero had a turned-up nose And ears as large as a frying pang Extremely awkward were his clothes, He looked like a Scarecrow when he ran. A worthy pedagogue was he, And taught with a switch behind his stool. He spared not the rod nor failed to see The urchin who tried to start a duel. And how he'd roll his great green eyes Over all the wealth Katrina owned, As he'd fancy all the pumpkin pies His problem was to defeat Brom Bones. A man of great erudition was he, For many a book he'd read quite through. Among them was Mather's History, And all the signs of witches he knew. The goblin tales, he knew them all, And believed everything he heard and saw. At night he heard the goblins call, That filled him with consternation and awe. One night he went to a party gayg He danced with Katrina, the rich coquette. After the party he decided to stay, What a terrible failure he surely met. The night was dark and dismal, The Headless Horseman hurled his head, And Ichabod fell down pell mell, Then from the neighborhood he lied. Many a time we'll go to sleep, While conjugating all the verbs, And many nights the teacher'll keep The ones who'll miss and disturb. Xl U3 f- Q T' 3' ui Y' TAKING NO CHANCES Sonny: Must I sleep in the dark? Mother: Yes Peggy: And lots of girls use color on their Sonny: Oh, then, let me say my prayers over cheeks to get dumbbellsf' again-more carefully. lFifty-fourl ' I- ' 1 I I II . f . 'I .11 , :lil li I V1 I.'I' ' Y ' ' , K, V' , 'I ., , II ,I , ,' I,L'Iy! , N'g',I .,,EIII , ,IHAIIIS ,'I ' I I I' ' 'iI'.e 'NI -'UN' H i I ' If-J X - I I I I ' ' ' ' ' I ' I , ' . , , ,x ,, I . u , ,,,:,,. . ' ' I' ' ' I 'I 1 I. I' fi -In pw 4.7 1 'Ml Q1 II ' limp, 1I.II'III, ll- MLN. .1 ill :'R.'lfa iwqdcai' M- II, I .I' I 1 1 I E 'VW'