Cowley College - Tiger Daze Yearbook (Arkansas City, KS)

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During the regional games, Mr. Nolan's Botany class took a few minutes off to discuss the teams. Cambridge was playing Moline. Does anyone here happen to come from Cambridge ? asked the coach. Ruby Tunison held up her hand, I get my mail from there! she said. ii The boys who stay at Mrs. Lemert's boarding house have a habit of collecting posters. Frank Banning had a gorgeous six foot cocoa-cola brunette which he prized highly. He had her standing in a corner of the sitting room which he shared with eight other boys. One morning he was horrified to find the lady one foot short- er. She was lacking a bust-her shoulders being pinned to her waist. It's a secret, but Leon .Iursche had been using her for a target in practicing the art of knife-slinging. QE We all have those moments. Jack Campbell will probably remember the day in study hall when he had just torn out of a piece of paper six jolly paper dolls, skipping with glee. He was holding them up for general inspection when Mr. Galle walked into the room. Q2 The very early years of my life are a jumble of shadowy incidents in my 1nemo1'y. For some reason most of these memories are of the evening hours. I remember sitting on the south porch of my home in the country. As dusk deepened into night I could hear the tingling call of a VVhip-poor-will somewhere in the dis- tant timber. Nearby, friendly cicada sang in chorus. I had a natural fear of the dark, wooded hills and ravines. On the porch I was safe with my parents, but out in the great darkness were strange animals and goblins. The days were a stream of new discoveries for me, romping through the woods with the neighboring children, or burrowing in the hay- loft, or sliding down a straw stack. More than anything else, I liked to ride the horses and usually I would ride from the gate to the barn while the farm hand or my father led the horse. One evening the daughter of the hired hand and I were placed on the horse at the gate. Being ready for a thrill I gleefully kicked Phoenix in the side. He started for the barn at a gallop with a crying girl and a laughing boy on his back. Fortunately the horse had more sense than the boy, and stopping before enter- the barn, saved us from being knocked off. -Harold Magnus PAGE 18 What They Ruby Beebe usually starts the day off right with a laugh over the funny excuses for tar- dies she receives. One morning a serious fresh- man came in with a sad tale of how he had started to school in plenty of time. But before he reached the car door, his little sister slipped and fell in the mud. The poor guy had to wait while she made a complete change. Q2 I was given the French name of Marcelle by my Grandmother Kelly. My mother is half French and half Irish. She has always, ever since I can remember, been the same gentle, kind, lovable woman that she is today. Her pleasant disposition has made her everyone's friend. But the years of hard labor on the ranch and the care of her large family have begun to bend the slender shoulders, and her soft brown tresses have begun to streak with gray. But the blue eyes have never lost their smile. They are almost as clear as they were the day when she mar- ried my father when she was sweet sixteen. My father is a hereditary chief of pure Indian royalty. He is one of the last great warriors of his tribe, not the kind that wears war paint and eagle feathers, but the kind that holds an important position among his tribal brothers. He is of the great northern Miss Sleeth once asked her English Litera- tribe, Pottowatomi. ture class if they knew about 'tPilgrim's Progress. One of those strained silences re- sulted when no one held up his hand. Then Glenn Montague, who always has an answer of some kind, volunteered. L'It was a book about the struggles the Pilgrims had when they came to America.