College of St Marys of the Springs - Yearbook (Columbus, OH)

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ww . smug 3 M45 . :wif e Nui i ming , Wag , mug f :WC , crowd of boys and girls and we boys raced the girls to the mill, about a mile and a half disf- tant. Naturally the boys won. Oh, there's the rub, mother. We didn't. Only one girl raced with us and she fairly flew over the ice, reaching the goal a long time before I did. I suppose your felt your defeat keenly since you don't often have experiences of that kind, the mother smiled. , No, mother, somehow I didn't, Wick replied, changing the subject abruptly and omit- ting all mention of the dandelion. Now see how late it has grown. Come, it's time to retireg but just a minute, Wick, for he had moved towards the door, would you mind so very much if we should leave New- port? I somehow feel as though I needed' a change. Oh, no, mother, nothing would please me better. You know I hate Newport, so when ever you're ready to go, I am. Very well then. Just as soon as I can arrange it with my lawyer we'll leave here and go to Seaville where I used to live in my girlhood days, before I met your father. III Four years have passed and our little Alda, although only nineteen, is a most beautiful girl and by studying most diligently has, at last, realized her aunt's hopes of being awarded the first diploma in elocution, from St. Rose's. , -Miss Tremont and her niece no longer live at Lorentia, but have moved to Seaville where Alda expects to teach. It is the night before she is to make her first appearance, and as she takes her accustomed place at her aunt's side she asks, Do you remember, aunty, you promised, a long time ago, to tell me the story of your girlhood and of the incident of the eighth of December, on the night before I made my first appearance? Well I'm ready to hear it now and I know you'll keep your promise. g Yes, dear, I shall tell you. Turn the light low and come nearer. It's a long, long story of a school girl's foolishness. I-low often have I regretted that I allowed by temper and passion to rule mel It was twenty-four years ago. I was a Senior at St. Benedict's. Phyllis Doyle, the only daughter of wealthy parents, was my only companion. We thought the world of each other, dear, and had I not been of such a doubting nature perhaps we would today be the best of friends. But fate decreed otherwise, and I by my fiery temper, and quick tongue broke the bonds of friendship. I Why, aunty, I can't imagine you doing anything like that. Hurry please and tell me. Very well, if you promise not to interrupt. From the first day we met, we were excellent friends and one was seldom seen with- out the other. It was nearing Thanksgiving when one morning Mother Superior announced from the study hall that there would be offered a magnificent ruby ring to the girl who wrote the best essay. 'Having some little talent in composition, I vowed I would win, and it was to Phyllis that I confided all my hopes and fears. Finally the day for the writing of the es- says dawned. I never left my room, and at five o'clock handed mine in. I knew it was my best and felt confident of the prize. , 16

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yung X5 I T ASQQI., mjhhvlly lf all ' I ANU , QU' 4 S ,- - M- Q I1 - I . , my s s 1 wr xv: , up , x yr. . x 1 x pf. . 9!4gg,,a.59!2.1,n-.5916,m.ef+f4fsi.,?w+'sw.:2f+fi.,fs.. ss. fs.ss+.!fafa..s4.fafi-s. It was a week before the contest was decided, and then on the eighth of December, the pupils together with Bishop and the, Faculty assembled in the Study Hall. The averages were read. The highest had been ninety. Then my name was called, Miss Regina Tremont, average ninety-seven. l 'There was a pause and then Bishop coming to the front of the stage announced, 'We are proud of Miss Tremont and we have reasons to be 3 but in our school we have another aspi- rant to literary honors in the person of Miss Phyllis Doyle. Her average,' I held my breath, 'is ninety-eight.' After the applause Bishop continued, 'The contest was a very close one, but in several points Miss Doyle's essay is superior to Miss Tremont's, therefore we award the former this 'rin .' 8 What followed I did not hear. The demon of hate seemed to possess me. Ohl I thought is there no truth in the world? Is all mankind so deceitful? Could my ideal, Phyl- ls, be simply a wolf in lamb's fleece? I could see it all then. No wonder Phyllis was so interested in my essay. ' When she walked across the stage and Bishop slipped the superb gem on her linger, I could have choked her. After the awarding of the honor and an address from Bishop, we were to assemble in the refectory for lunch. I waited for Phyllis on the steps, and upon seeing me, she commenced smiling, 'Oh, Alda,' but the smile instantly changed to a look of perfect agony, for she must have read my thoughts. We had a terrible scene, dear. Phyllis protested, trying to explain somethingg but I was deaf to her entreaties and informed her that although she had deceived me once, she could never do it again. Just them Mother Mary Clementine sent for Phyllis. - A' 'Therel' I said, giving her a push, 'go and enjoy the triumph which you so basely ob- tame .' She left me and I never saw her again, for upon reaching Mother, she was handed a telegram telling her to come home at once. From that day I never associated with the other girls, but kept entirely to myself, hav- ing lost faith in human nature, because one seemingly so upright had deceived me. Finally my graduation day dawned. I had all the honors of my class besides which I was awarded the first diploma, in music, ever given from that Academy. That night as I sat in my room thinking of all that had happened in the past year, I was startled by a knock at my door. Upon OPCHIHS lf, I WGS Sreatly surprised to find Moth- er Clementine standing there. K 'I-lere,' she said, extending to me a package and note, these were put in my hands at Christmas by at friend of yours, with the request to deliver them to you on your graduation day. Good night, dear,' and with these words she left me. t Seating myself at my desk, I looked at the letter, and it needed but a glance to tell me the handwriting was Phyl1is'. I broke the seal and read the following, and Miss Tremont taking the note from her safe commenced. l u Dearest Regina--I am sending you this ring through Mother because I feel sure you would never accept it from me. Oh believe me, I never intended to enter the contest until the night before when Mother came to me asking me to try. At first I refused, but after argu- iF18 awhile, consented. I wanted to tell you the next day, but you kept to your room and after that I was in the infirmary, not coming out until the day OH Which the Prize WHS given- 17