Dakota Wesleyan University - Tumbleweed Yearbook (Mitchell, SD)

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N 1. .. i s me if ol I QContinued from Page 1941 N start pretty soon. It wasn't like him to let stuff go like that. I had been walk- ing along, looking down at the corn. I was about half way across his field I and had just looked up when my foot kind of slipped on something hard. I ' K glanced down, and at first I couldn't see anything. I thought it must be a stone I 'lf that I had stepped on, and if I had done as usual, I would have gone on and b not given it another thought. But somehow or other, I stopped, and dug ' I around in the dirt with the toe of my shoe. Pretty soon, I uncovered a small, I dark shiny stick. I picked it up. For a second I was pretty dumfounded. qi t Then I saw everything, just as clear as if it were on a picture before me. I I stuck the thing in my pocket and started off to Marty's. It didn't take me long I 4 to get there. I found him out in the barn feeding the horses hay. I , ' Hello, Marty, I said. He turned around real slow, and it seemed an aw- fl Q ful long time before he answered me. Hello, Sam, he answered in a dead, mournful voice, and went on pitching hay. I just come across your field. I notice you haven't been out for three days, and the weeds are getting thick. I'Iaven't been sick, have you? I asked. Maybe, he answered in the same dull voice. . g Gee, that's too bad! I said. What's the matter? I I fContinued on Page 1971 f Q 'I''l ! I X''lvl'4'4 ! ! ! I I ! I ! ! I ! I F'X P'! !'4 ! I I''I'401''I I I P'! ! ! P'P'P'P4 l ! P'l F'P'P'! P'!'+'P4 F3 :A + I E 2 I O O O O si 'I' Il! A GOOD PHOTOGRAPH I . fx' V V Is Not a Luxury E ' It Is a Necessity 3 -1- 3 Students Grow Up, But the Photo Stays E E 5 ELlAsoN srunlo 3 I MITCHELL, SOUTH DAKOTA 'I' IQ, 'I' . woo I X, I 2 I F E 4. A ' y 'I' f IM, M if, if TLJIVIELEVVEED 1933 . r 4 ' ' 4, r ib Page 196

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