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

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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 )

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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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The Classes Senior ijistnni Four wars ago five little wild flowers found themselves in the far corner of a large garden. When the gardener took these flowers, gathered here and there from among the hills and valleys, into the garden, they were wild. During their stay in the garden, however, the gardener pruned and trained them. They learned what bugs and worms to shun, and often they were taken away up in one corner where they learned what colors were lies! suited for harmony. As a result they said to themselves. “YVc will have the big¬ gest. nicest lied in the garden, we will even lie harmonious in crimson and gray, and crimson carnation shall be our patron saint. Then down they went again to learn to bend their bodies in graceful curves. These little flowers soon discovered that the Itcds receiving the most attention were those where the brightest and most lieautiful flowers grew. One gardener took her scissors and gently nipped the liad words from the erratic flow¬ ers. Another whom they called Miss Psychology, urged the flowers to observe carefully the little buds that grew down in the nursery. One man counted their buds, stems, leaves and thorns each day and strove vainly to instil in their minds the psychology of number.” Then two other gardeners taught them aliout the soil, the atmosphere, ami how the stars effected their environment. Slowly these flowers grew more perfect, that they might lie placed in new pots and sent far away to pre pare other little wild flowers for the garden. Another year and more flowers were added. This year the lied was lieautiful in¬ deed. outshining all the others in brilliancy. It was the next year that the flower lied was prepares! for the final two years of culture. 1 he beginning of the last year brought big improvement. New flowers were added and reclassified, for now the plants had left the wild state and were cultured hot house plants. There was the Chrysanthemum (Sadie) who once was a meek little daisy. You would hardly recognize in the splendid Jacqueminot (Lucile) the ( 33 )