Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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Linking verb. I have Tulin-, only The. Red Maybe he 3 around some- here. 9. myself, and you . Now, I have to find linking Verb. I don't know whether he'll come to the party or not. Red. Raybe he'll come, but perhaps someone else has him. Oh! There he --- ls , now. ( Alice turns to find another small figure beside her.) The. Yes,I'm going to the party with Wping Verb, but This hasn't been asked yet. Shall I go to find him? Linking Verb. I wish you would. The. O.K. I'm going.( Thereupon, he hops out of sight.) ( Enter the Red Queen) Red Queen. Alice, you're sitting on my throne. Please get down from it. Alice. ( Rising) Oh, I'am sorry. Red Queen, Row, where is your sentence? Alice. I have none. Red Queen. Have none) Veil, you'll have to stay here with me until I iina one. Then I'll give you some help. T, , . ( Enter Linking Verb) Lln.ung erb. mere is my sentence. (Sentence walks by.) Red Queen. Very good. Call Double Negative. n . n „ (Exit Linking Verb. Enter Double Negative.) Red -siueen. Did you get ray object? Double Negative. No, I ain't found nothing. Red Queen. You haven't found anything. Bad Language,' Bad Lanluage. Here I am. Red Queen. Jail this fellow. Alice- Wait,' I have an idea. Call Linking Verb. Linking Verb. Herel am. -Mice, Linking Verb, please get the verb Are for me. Linking Verb. Yes, Miss. Alice. Nov , Double Negative, you stand there. Linking Verb. ( Returning with Are.) Here's your verb. Alice.All right. The, you stand beside Double Negative. Bad Language j(ou stand beside Are. Red Queen, there's your sentence - , . ' EouDle negatives are bad language. Phebe .Vestcott '45 Alice awa.cens.; tTar irm si

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10. Love Hath 7 ays Johanne Gradinnl, Jon for short, tightly clutched his collar about about his neck. It was a cold, stormy night and the thin, threadbare coat he wore did not shelter him much. Even this could not freeze him, for he had a lump of warmth in his heart , caused by the violin in his left hand. Now his day was over, and he could go to the little attic room that he nou? called home. Jon had been raised by his well-to-do parents, and had wanted noth- ing until his mother had died about two years before. Ever since this time Jon had missed her maternal care, and to make matters worse, his father had decided , only one year later, to remarry. Jon, still re- membering his mother, and not being able to bear the thought of another woman's taking her place, had beseeched his father to change his mind, but all in vain, for his father ’would not listen to reason. Jon had tak- en his departure from home without even seeing his future step-mother. A year of dead, dreary work at his violin had brought forth several fruits, among which were courage,,self-determination,coordination, and self-reliance. In his spare time at night he had tried to compose, and at last he had started a song which if it had the beat of life would be a work of art. At last the tenement house steps were reached; then he fumbled for strength to climb the steps. .Yhen , at length, he stumbled into the familiar room, he drew a safety match from his pocket and applied it to the gas jet. The first sight that met his eyes was the most beautiful girl that he had ever seen. Her complexion was of a rosy tint, and the frame of hair that surrounded her finely featured face was a radiant gold. Her eyes oGrdeep blue were filled with a lo k of inquiry and surprise. Finally Jon broke the silence by saying, Hello. I'm sorry to have disturbed you, but if you will kindly move to one side a nice v.rarm fire will soon stop those chattering teeth. I didn't mean to intrude, but I was so cold that when I found this room unlocked I couldn't resist getting out of the 'wind. I will leave immediately so that I won't disturb you. I am sorry to have intruded. Quickly Jon said ’,''.7aitJ Don't leave yet. You aren't intruding. Soon I shall have supper ready and you must stay. You are so kind and I am so cold that I accept. Thank you very much. Soon Jon was warming over the fire, a can of beans which he had opened. After supper one thing lead to another until soon he learned muc of her past life. She also had had well-to-do parents, but now had been suddenly thrown to work, not by an impending stepmother but by the death of her parents. She hgd worked in a restaurant where she had met a man with whom she had fallen madly in love. They had become engaged and had set the date for the wedding, but just the very day before the wedding, after she had left her position, the man died of a nervous breakdown. It was said that he was worrying about a wandering son by a former mar- riage