Glass High School - Crest Yearbook (Lynchburg, VA)

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152 THE CRITIC' of his heart. The erring Mose should have been following the example of his bride-to-be by dressing for the wedding. About an hour later, Lucindy was receiving the last touches from Ole Miss herself, and soon, accompanied by the be- ribboned flower-girls, she went to the basement room which had been cleared of the tables. The audience was already there. Lucindy stood at the side door waiting for Mose and making a great fuss over the long,white train attached to her dress. Time passed swiftly and the appointed hour for the wedding was long since gone, when iinally Andy was sent in Search of Mose. First he hunted in all the quarters and then hurried up to the big house. Suddenly he heard a bass voice singing spasmodically Down by the Riverside. Guided by the singing, he came upon Mose leaning heavily against the side- board. Mose, you scon'el, don't you know we's all waitin' an' you ain' eben dressed no nothin! Come on hyah quick, Lu- cind'1l be a-comin' after you. Mose stopped singing and smiled. He said something to Andy, slowly and punctuated with hiccoughs. But he al- lowed Andy to lead him hurriedly down stairs. He was half- pulled, half-pushed to Andy's cabin, where he began to put on his new black suit, Andy helping him the while. Sud- denly he sank back on the bed, dead to the World. Andy, after repeated attempts to arouse him, hurried back to the now desperate Lucindy. He rushed up to her and cried, Mose say he ain' ready, and then amidst the consterna- tion which followed, and on an impulse, he added, But Ise ready, Lucindy, ef you'11 jes' hab me. And so the next day, Mose found himself dethroned, and in his stead, Andy was crowned king of Lucindy's ickle heart. i I

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THE ORITIC' 151 Here the great gong which was used to call in the Held hands rang out, and they both hurried to the feast awaiting them. The big basement seemed transformed, there was a long table in the middle of the floor, and there was a smaller table on each side. They were covered with snowy cloths and oh, that banquet was enough to make any nigger roll his eyes and smack his lips! There seemed to be everything heart could wish, and the tables fairly creaked and groaned! There were turkeys and chickens and pie and cakes and everything good! The negroes seated themselves, all the while gazing hungrily at the tempting dishes. And then the Reverend James Peters, who had come over to perform the marriage ceremony, asked the blessing, Which, to the impatient negroes, seemed terribly long. Indeed, Mirandy Jane's little boys were unable to wait till the finish and grabbed a piece of cake before the 4'amen. Lucindy and Mose sat at one end of the big table, and Andy and Maria at the other. They ate until they began to think they would have no room at all for Lucindy's wedding cake. ' Finally the last one got up, and all except Lucindy, Mose and the other attendants, adjourned to the carpenter shop where Dr. Peters conducted prayers. Lucindy was arraying herself in her full glory. The four little .flower girls, dressed in white with huge pink bows on their 'heads and pink sashes around their waists, were prac- ticing their march as importantly as if they were the bride. But Mose, what of him all this time? An unfortunate mental picture of a full decanter of amber wine formed in his brain. He had no resistance against this tempting imageg so he sneaked upstairs. He proceeded without delay to the sideboard, Where he stretched out a loving hand to the darling

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THE CRITIU 153 Qllbristmas Spirit ISABEL HANCOCK Gray winter skies and the cold winds we hear Show us it's time- for another New Year. The old year is passing, it waits at the door 5 Just as it leaves us a treat's held in store. Gladly we look for the end of the year, Christmas then comes, to us brings good cheer. This is the happiest time that I know, And Christmas Spirit is what makes it so. 1 Children are out of school, they're free to playg Snow's on the ground and they pull out the sleigh, Hitch up the horse, and with jingling bells gog Oh! Gee! how thrilling to fly through the snow. Children hang stockings on Christmas-Eve night, Close by the firesides where Yule-logs burn bright. They are so happy for Santa will come. They make the atmosphere cheerful at home. Still there are stockings old Santa can't fill, Houses where Yule-logs won't take off the chill. Those empty stockings mean empty hearts, toog Is there not something for them you can do? Let not an anxious child's eager hopes fall, For sacriiicing brings joy to us all. Fill a small stocking and some heart with cheer, That' s the very best way to start the New Year.