Edgerton High School - Edgertonian Yearbook (Edgerton, OH)

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Fine afternoon for a stroll, Alice, said Dick. I am busy with my sewing this afternoonf' was her answer. That sewing can go till some other day. This is such a splendid day, you cannot afford-to miss this walk. After about fifteen minutes of coaxing, Alice finally relented, a little unwillingly. 1 1 g .F VVhere will we go? said Dick as they started off. Let's go to the violet patch, down by the river. I like violets and they are out so pretty now. All right, that's where we will go. They walked toward the river, but had hardly gone a block before they met the man Alice had seen on that morning after she received her first letter. Alice felt a little uneasy, because he watched them so closely. VVho is that?T' said Alice to Dick, after they had passed. I don't knowg I have seen him, but I think he hasn't been here long. W'hen they came to the violet patch they sat down on a log to rest and pick the violets near them. Your eyes, said Dick, are the color of these violets. They look like the calm, wide waters when the evening sun has given them that wonderful colorf, - , Did you write those letters P said Alice. with a Flash of those beautiful eyes. Yes, dear, was all Dick could say. Alice fell to the ground disappointed that it was only Dick, but after a little consideration, she knew she loved him. Dick tried to make the best of it. 'Why don't you think me capable of writing letters like that P Yes, but I never thought of such a thing as it being you. Don't you believe I meant it ? said Dick. Yes, I suppose you did. Dick drew a little box from his pocket, which contained a small diamond set in a dainty ring, as he said, Alice, will you accept this F Her voice was so low he hardly heard the answer. Yes, Dick, she murmured, MARJORY SHARP, '16,

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The Evans family lived next door to Sherman's and Dick, the only child, had been given the finest education and was now spending his summer vaca- tion at hom-e before he took up his fall work, as professor in the college of his OW11 Clty. p V He was a fine looking fellow of about five feet ten inches in height and his broad shoulders gave him a look of strength, He was a very jolly fellow, always in for a good time, and every one knew he would make a fine professor for the college. Alice excused herself early from the drawing room that evening, and hurried to her room, but it was many hours before she slept. She took the letter from its hiding place and read it again and again until she knew every word of it. VVhen at last her eyes closed she felt the letter crushed in her hand. XVhen she entered the dining room the next morning, she did not look like the same girl she was two days ago. She had an older look, one of more responsibility. XVas she more beautiful? Yes, far more. She looked so much different her father could not help saying, Alice, you look so well this morning. ' I am, father. I feel fine. Shermanis were wealthy people and Alice, her only sister, Edna, and her brother had had good educations, ller sister, being younger, was still in college. Alice was twenty-one and far more beautiful than her sister of nineteen. VVhen Alice went to her work on this particular morning, she was very careful to observe the windows along the street. In one she saw a young man sitting at his study window. .-Ks she passed he looked up from his work. He was no one she had ever seen. Could this be the one who had written the letter? A week passed and Alice heard nothing of her lover. A week from the morning on which she received her first letter, the postman brought her an- other written in the same handwriting. Alice hurried to her room, seated herself and read: Dear Alice,-A week since l have written to youg it seems an age. I have told of my love in the previous letter. I can only tell you it grows more every day. 'tif you are displeased with me, I have a way of knowing. Do not ask how? If you are pleased. this evening, put a rose on your front steps. Your Unknown Lover. That night, when the moon and stars appeared. any one who was watch- ing would have seen a beautiful girl, dressed in blue, appear on the front veranda with a rose in her hand, and go to the steps,-where she laid it down. She returned to a chair near the door. She sat there scarcely a minute, when she arose and almost ran to the steps. She snatched it up and hurried in the house, while her cheeks grew crimson with anger. 'What was I thinking of? she said. as she ran to her room. The one watching her thought a great deal more of her for that act. One afternoon not long after this, Dick came to the veranda where Alice was sewing and sat down beside her.

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GIRLOLOGY . GIYIS are things easy to get, but hard to get rid of tsometimesj. They are frivolous, fussy, nervous things with a pleasing outward appear- ance and a very IIICILKIIOUS voice. lney are incessantly talking about Iool- isn unngs and never let their mind uvvell upon any thought. What one girl knows every other girl knows lor they are persistently gossiping about the boys and their f8.L1lIS. bometimes a boy thinks he has a girl cinched but there is no such thing as einching a girl. bhe may turn lnm down when he least, expects it or give him the glad hand very unexpectedly, 'they have a great liking for sweets such as candy, ice cream, etc. Also fussy clothes, especially hats. Theyi are afraid of all insects, such as bugs, flies, etc., in fact all ofthe lower animals. They liate the sight of a toad, tish or worm, and will scream out in terror and rush for the nearest chair or table at the sight of a mouse. They are very fond of all domestic pets as parrots, canary birds, small dogs and especially cats. She always feels safe from their most fearful enemy, 'the mouse when they are sitting near the cat. Everything is uncertain in Cirlology, No girls are alike two dayslout of the week, although all are alike in a way. All have a tendency to laugh and giggle at frivolous things and are of a very changeable disposition. All possess a very irritable temper- which at irregular intervals becomes irritated and overflows in a torrent of words and changes her complexion to a rosy red. In all a girl isa ' -G. E. H. '14, - C