Evening High School - Owl Yearbook (Baltimore, MD)

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THE OWL X CC0lZf1i7L1t6d-fl'UWL Page 505 jane gulped. VVe were married last night. VVe intended to keep it secret for awhile. He took me home and was going home when the accident oc- curred. I just learned of it this morning. The nurse seemed satisfied with the explanation. jane followed her into the little white room. Two people were already there, sitting beside the bed. jane knew they must be Dickie's parents. The nurse led jane over to Mrs. Penton. This is Mr. Penton's wife. They were just married last night. The old lady started in surpriseg then seeing jane's stricken face, she held out her arms. jane, however, did not notice. Her eyes were on the silent, motion- less figure on the bed. VVith a little cry she drop- ped to her knees and buried her face in the bed- clothes. Dickie, Dickie. Her breath came in little broken gasps. H Dickie, dear, do you hear me? It's jane, darling. I love you. Jane loves you. Look at me. Her voice rose. Dickie, don't leave me. I love you so! Don't leave me. Unwillingly, Richard Penton opened his eyes. He didnlt want to. He wished drowsily that they would let him alone. He felt queer all over. He tried to move it in the direction of the crooning voice, With a great effort he succeeded and saw Jane. jove, it was Miss Winslow. Wonder how she got there. He looked again. There were Mother and Dad. How did lhey get there. VVhere was he anyway? Hello, he said weakly. VVhat's all the rumpus about? The nurse hurried forward. Feeling better. Fine. Your little wife here, and your mother and father have been worried. The doctor came in at that moment. Hullo, he fumbled cheerfully. Woke up, eh. That's the trick. Had us all worried about that. You'll be all right now. Nothing worse than a couple of broken legs. Nice little wife you have here. After a few more minutes and a brief examination, he went out, taking the nurse with him. Dick Penton's mind was in a chaos. VVife? He hadn't any wife. Nobody was here but Miss VVin- slow. He couldn't understand how she got here though. Then, looking at jane's tear-stained face, he understood. She loved him. Why she had told them she was his wife he couldn't understand, but he decided to let her explain. Mrs. Penton gathered jane into her arms. Mr. Penton went to his son. Sly devil, he laughed fondly. Why didn't you tell your old Dad you were going to be married. Put one over on us. Fifty-three jane hid her face on Mother Penton's shoulder while she waited-trembling. VVhat would Dickie say. He would hate her. It was all over now. Dick seemed to know what she was thinking. He laughed. 'Didn't know it myself until last night, Dad. I was coming home from Jane's when I hugged that pole. jane, come here and kiss your husband. Jane was pushed gently forward. Why had Dickie taken her side? VVhy hadn't he exposed her? She reached the side of the bed and hesitated. Two arms that were not broken pulled her down until her face was within an inch of Dickie's. XYith a look on his face that jane had never seen before, he Caught her savagely to him and kissed her fiercely, a kiss that burned into Jane's soul. She wished she could die right there. Abruptly, Dick let her go. Mother-Dad, he said, would you mind going outside for few minutes. I have something to say to jane. When they were alone Dick turned to jane. NNhat did you mean by telling them you were married to me? VVhy did you do it? jane hung her head in misery. This was, indeed, the end. VVhy, oh why, had she told them that? VVouldn't it have been better to lose Dick by death than in this way? Power of speech seemed to be taken from her. VVell, said Dick Penton, I'm waiting for you to answer me. jane found her voice. It was the only way I could think of to make them let me see you. Dick's voice was more gentle as he asked, f'But why did you have to see me? Because you were hurt going from my home. It was natural that I should want to see you. They said you were going to die and I couldn't bear it. jane was sobbing now. I couldn't bear not seeing you again ever. VVhy? Because I-I love you. Jane buried her face in her hands and sobbed terribly-sobs that tore at Richard's heart. jane-jane, dear. Please come here. Slowly Jane went over to Dick. He caught her savagely again and again kissed her. Releasing her, he said, Jane-I had to do it. Don't you see. I love you, too. I'm a dub. I can't tell you rightg but you will marry me, won't you, dearest? jane's answer was indistinct because Dickie was kissing her again. So you will just have to guess what it was. THE END

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THE OXVL JOKES-Continued Do you wish the court to understand that you refuse to renew your dog license? Yes, your honor, but-H XVe ,want no 'buts.' The license has expired. Yes, and so has the dog. H1GH MUCICY'-MUCIi'iiLCtlS get our wives together tonight and have a big evening. BROTHER MUCKY-MUCK-HO. K., but where shall we leave them? And now, said the teacher, can any- one give me a sentence using the word 'candor '? Please, ma'am, said the bright little boy in the front seat, my papa had a pretty stenographer but my mamma saw her and so my pop candor. xX??ff9P i' ' Z libmi i 5 ' 14.5. DOCToRfHYou must avoid all forms of excitement. FEMALE PATIENT- But, Doctor, can't I even look at them on the street? 'flVhy do you look so sorrowful, Nlurphy ? I just heard a man call another a liar, and the man who was called a liar said the other would have to apologize, or there would be a fight. And why should that make you so sad? f'The other man apologized. 1 .- lj ' I. Y XT!-P Q P' J e fl' X 1 u - . E , . I. iv 9 ' Q . I , sh 1 xg I P o l r ' in ll! ,, ' ' z H if -. ' 1 E Boss CSupiciouslyjw- Isn't it rather odd that your grandmother is being buried on the day of the big football match? PORTER- Oh, no sirl She wasn't going to it in any case. A chorus girl, deliciously pretty but decidedly low-brow, somehow found herself at a very select party given by a famous society woman. The girl, lonely and uncomfortable as a fish out of water, was leaning against the wall, framed against the dark oak, when the hostess took pity on her. Aly dear, she said, kindly, you look jus! like an old Rembrandt. A' Well, retorted the damsel, sharply, you olon't look too darned snappy yourseU. Fzflyflwo

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