Central Middle School - Ceejay Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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mnql, lISHS!llEERE!!IFS!IHIQIEEBEEHIEEIIIQIEHIIF- I Cldlonde or Clgrunette MYRTLE ARNETTE, '27 First Prize Sophomore Story The old, wrinkled, gray haired woman in her soiled, unkempt dress, shuffled the dingy, sticky playing cards and laid them down, chanting all the time, to the great discomfort of the nervous, immaculate young man sitting opposite. You will marry a fair haired, light-complexioned girl, whose Christian name be- gins with the initial UM . You will achieve success as a doctor. tHe had already told her he was a real estate agent.J You will live to be old and will be prominent in social circles. You will be wealthy early in life, Qhe had 328.75 in the bankj and you will make your home in the East. The fortune-teller rose and this ended the reading. The young man laughed to himself as he walked briskly from the tiny, ancient house. The absurdity of her statements, to him, was evident. He was twenty-three years old with no money for a medical education so that prophecy was taboo , but the other thing that she said f that he would marry a blonde was indeed the silliest remark N s '- imaginable for he detested blondes and only a long-haired, olive complexioned brunette could capture his heart. He ' , ' proceeded on his way to the Southwest Realty Company. lm. if QP' E, l 4 Llllvli Q few f 1 V Q f f x X When he entered the oilice he was greeted with guffaws . lx , x X 3 Hal Ha! Gregory has been to hear his future. How X i w wn..gg..m.... Mama was it, old man? Did she tell you that you were the future XXX , j President? The speaker, a short, fat man with an unnat- W f all Z X X l f QN urally large, bald head, slapped Gregory on the back and 70,1 addressed the ofiice force again. Come one, come all, here ,a f it V , of 3 is a man who needs not fear the future. He knows it.', ff 'lk Laughter greeted the joker's remarks from all but the un- comfortable Gregory. A sheepish grin finally spread over his features but he said nothing. About a month after this, the postman left a letter addressed to George Wainscot Gregory from a well known law firm of the East. It told of the sudden death of his bachelor uncle and called him to the reading of the W'ill. He was not excited, though the uncle had died a very wealthy man, for he had never been associated with him and if he received anything it would only be a small sum acknowledging the relationship. He left the next day for his uncle's city. It was the first time he had ever visited at his uncle's home and he found it to be a large, cold, brown stone building that re- sembled a public library more than a home. Most of his relatives had arrived before he had. A few maiden aunts were sniffing at white handkerchiefs edged with black, a second cousin or two had arrived as well as several nephews and nieces of his father's younger brother. Dinner was served to the relatives and then the Will was read in the dreary, musty drawing room. Gregory found himself yawning at times during the reading. It was as he expected, the uncle was leaving each member of the Gregory family a certain small amount. He supposed the bulk of the estate would go to the city to build a museum or an addition to some library. Suddenly he became alert. And to my oldest nephew, George Gregory,I bequeath the remainder of my estate, provided he live in my home, and become a physician, graduated from the Medical University of this city. I say this because it was my life's ambition to become an ex- 4 ' ' lil -,Z - ese vm pa IIEil!!iH?EIIllglliillillililliiifiil IIIEIliEIli!IEEIEliQi!!iiiESII3iEllI235535211595E2IIIEEEI!5iIiiliiliiHiliiiilliiliiflll Page Sevenly-eight