Central Washington University - Hyakem / Kooltuo Yearbook (Ellensburg, WA)

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$mtlr Po you know what it means to be the leader of a society.” said Bess as she fell ill a heap on the couch. No, but 1 know what it is to have a room mate that is.” re]died Bess ' s roommate 1 know I ' m a burden and a bore to my friends, but I ' m down in the depths tonight.” continued Bess. You just must hear what I ' ve got to say. You may choke me when I’m through, or have my dessert tomorrow, but you ' ve got to listen. Fire away. called Fan from the alcove, “I ' m going to bed but I’m all eats, so liegin. You see. Mr. M. said in his talk yesterday that one essential of a successful teacher was cheerfulness, so I made up my mind to begin acquiring that happy faculty of smiling, whatever may betide. This morning I didn’t hear the breakfast hell, so 1 missed eggs—I never dreamed we would have eggs Thursday morning. if course I had to be cheerful about missing them, but I was not. Then when 1 got up to my first recitation I discovered I had lost my pencil and forgotten my note book. It was the first day in weeks that Miss V. had given us notes—I smiled and was cheerful and let the notes go. Then in assembly Mr. M. talked about ‘order.’ Cheerfulness simply over whelmed me and will you. who are a student of psychology, please explain why I should have an insane desire to laugh? No, you can ' t. Well, 1 did. Then lunch! The least 1 say alsiut lunch the better. “And now comes my Waterloo. The Society! I don ' t sec why they put me in as leader, anyway. Kveryone comes in late and talks in i airs like the animals in Noah’s ark. I’m sorrs that pillow didn ' t lut you, my aim is getting poorer each day. Mavlie the animals slid not talk hut history is emphatic on the pairs. “You know we are supposed to give a public—stupid things any way. You ' ve no idea what the confusion at the Bald tower must have been, unless you ' ve attended one of these meetings. Instead of each one speaking in a different language, each one has a different plan for the public. Of course I ' m leader and the whole thing ended by my having to take the whole responsibility. “At dinner the editor-in-chief asked me to hand in my material tunight. I was ready to tear my hair, but 1 smiled, and said I would. There was not a letter for me. Why doesn’t somebody write to me. 1 have not had a letter in two weeks. The girls wanted me to go to the show, but how could I, 1 am dead broke? (31)

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a pile of logs. A fine drizzle had set in, and I was so afraid I would miss mv train I ran nearly all the way lack to the landing. This time I was fortunate enough to pick out the right rise! and in a short while was on the gravel road again. 1 shall never forget that lonely walk. The trees had grown together overhead and a death¬ like silence prevailed. 1 didn ' t dare look l ack for fear I would see a wild cat fol¬ lowing me. Every time a leaf fell or a twig broke. I was sure a wild cat was creeping on me, and when a flock of grouse went whirring through the air I knew I was taken. I reached the station about I o ' clock. 1 have called it a station hut it was only a rough shed which served for a Ixaggage room and a ticket office. There was no stove and I was damp and cold, hut 1 did not mind that for I would soon he home 1 waited until two, and inquired at the office and found that the train was half an hour late. The half hour dragged on to a whole hour, one whole hour lengthened out into two, hut no train came pulling along. I began tu realize what a small break¬ fast I had eaten. At the little grocery store I bought ten cents worth of dried up stick candy and tried to eat it, and this was Thanksgiving l ay. When it l egan to grow dark I thought how I would enjoy a fire. One of the party from town had carried something that resembled a violin case. He was probably stringing it up now, and how I loved to dance! Hut still 1 waited. Some time near five the train came. It took alwut an hour to travel to the next station At this junction I expected to take an intcrurlnn. which would take me home in about twenty minutes. I figured it all out and found that I would get home just in time for supper. 1 always did like cold turkey best, so I did not mind missing my dinner so much. When we got to the junction 1 found the car had just left, and they only run every hour. 1 gave up hojies of being in time for supper, but then they knew tile part of the turkey 1 liked best and it would lie ready for me. It was seven thirty when I reached home and was greeted with, “Why, it got so late wc thought you weren ' t coming, so we ate the last bite of turkey. (1. K„ ’09.

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“We went duwn to get our pictures. They are frightful of me. I would not have one in the year book. “ When I came upstairs I made a list of what I had to do tonight. Isn ' t this just appalling? Item 1—copy notes for Miss Editor. Item 2—read 249 pages of • rganic Education in order to report on same at 8 ;30; copy mv design for art— you were all the evening doing yours, so that was discouraging. “ tf course Or. M. will give us a quiz in neurology, either that or a lecture, but I had to prepare for the worst. “Then tile Society at 3:15. I must see Miss S. and get some idea about operas None of us have any idea about grand opera, only three of us ever saw one. We can’t sing even in choruses and you are not supposed to act in operas. I suppose it will end in tableaux. How I dislike them. I ought to have finished that liasket tonight. “Just now while I was in Alice’s room, Irene came in and asked me for the start I promised the year book. I 1 legged to lie let off and she wouldn’t. Then I got real provoked and had just liegun to tell her my trials when 1 saw that placard Alice and (Iretchen have. ‘Smile, you smile.’ So. 1 did. I’m real cheerful now. ‘»ee’ but it is hard to have to teach school. Shall l turn out the light? (mod night.” Florence McFarland. ( 32 )