College of Emporia - Alla Rah Yearbook (Emporia, KS)

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Juniors. Top Row: Eleanor Morrison, Ernest Brown, Charles Nicholas, Mary McCown Second Row: Ethel Brooks, Guy Goodwin, Kate Taylor. Third Row: Jennie Douglas, Mac Haag, Walter Lawrence, Nellie Lewis. Bottom Row: May Carl, Katherine Polk. Brooks.-Always raising a racket Brown.- Uphill philosopher with eyes turned heavenwardf' Carl.-Sober, steadfast and demure. Douglas,-Conscientious and scrupulous. Lawrence.- Who spake no slander nor listened to it. N. Lewis.-A veritable human prodigy. Nicholas.-He's the very pineapple of niceness. McCown.-- Thou wast born to be a plague to man. Polk.-Delving for knowledge incessantly and industriously. Taylor.- Day after day my lessons fade, My intellect grows muddy. Naag.- As meek as is a maiden. Or Silence has become his mother tongue. Morrison.- Her beauty and her brains go not together. 24

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Junior Prophecy. The hot july afternoon had begun in the city of Emporia on july 12, 1940. Judge of the juvenile Court, Leo. F. Bracken, leaned back in his chair and furtively wiped the dust and perspiration from his shiny bald head. The day had been full, and instead of going home he had had to make a rush visit to Ernest L. Brown's Short Order Restraurant for dinner, and was tired from the walk. With the customary hum, the crowd began to assemble. The warden of the jail, G. W. Lawrence, led a boy of ten to one of the front seats. The lawyers and spectators came strag- gling in. For ten minutes things noisily adjusted themselves. Then, as the hands of the clock on the wall pointed to two, the judge rapped upon his desk and called the Court to order. The prosecutor, Mr. Goodwin, will come forward and deliver the accusation, he said gruifly, with his eyes wandering vacantly over the little company before him. A gray-haired man, once of middle height, now bowed with cares more than with years, arose, and, leaning upon his cane, said in a sharp, squeaky voice, Your Honor, I always, when possible, have my secretary, Mr. Bowman, talk for me. At this a corpulent, long-haired man with a black mustache arose and, swaying to and fro, started to read from a large sheet of foolscap. July 12, 1940. Emporia, Kansas. Guy S. Goodwin vs. Michael Foley. Guy Goodwin brings suit herewith against Michael Foley on the charge of breaking a plate glass window, valued at a hundred and fifty dollars 181503, on the west side of the front room of the Emporia Farmers and Drovers Bank, on july 10, 1940, while the proprietors were nicht zu hause. The Judge turned to the clerk of the Court, and said, Take that down, please, Miss La- Louettef' He next announced: The accused will come forward. The warden led the crest-fallen little street gamin to a position before the Judge's desk. The Judge was tired, but his gruff voice softened perceptibly as he spoke to the little fel- low before him. That was the reason that he had held the well-paid position of Judge of the Juvenile Court for so many years. His voice and his heart always softened to children. Well, sonny, what's your name? Michael S. Foley. Where do you live? H212 Merchant Street. What's your father's name? Mister Foley. But what's his first name? What does your mother call him? 'Leonard, dearg' and she calls me 'chickenf The judge gave a start, reached his big arm around the desk and drew the shrinking little figure toward him, Heck, he muttered, as he looked into the boy's dark eyes. Say, sonnyg we'll give you fair play here. Did you break that window? No, sir, I never. The Judge turned to Mac Haag, the attorney for the offence. You may cross-question the accused. What does your father do, Mickey, said the lawyer, pulling his goatee. He was not used to this sort of cases. 26