Houlton High School - North Star Yearbook (Houlton, ME)

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Literary CAMIOLA By Ardith Smlth An auction was being held at the beauti- ful old mansion of the late Major David B. Roberts. Yes, the dashing Major was dead-killed in an aerial battle over a small island in the southwest Pacific-and his heir, a young nephew whom he had never seen, had come down to Petersburgh to sell the things off. Most of the town's people lamented the lack of a will almost as much as they lamented Daves death. It was the opinion of one and all that Dave had not intended the unknown nephew to inherit all of his wealth. Doctor Fehling believed he intended to leave a small portion of his wealth to found a hospital and place him in it as its resident physlciang Rev. Darnell pos- itively knew he meant to do something for the churchg Professor Weeder had heard him speak of a free library, and of course, all the distant relatives had expected leg- acies, so everyone was unharppy over the situation except the heir himself. 'Camiola Brown, private secretary to Dr. Daniel Fehling, leaned on her typewriter and watched the people as they went by on their way to the Robert's mansion. As she watched, her thoughts turned backward to a young couple leaning out an attic window looking with rapture at the scene spread before them-at the mountains in the distance- and all nature at her best. The things are old fashioned, lCamiolag the boy was saying, they've been in the family for generations, and I love themg but jwst say the word, and we'1l redecor- ate all the way through-any way you like. But I don't want to alter ity she in- terrupted, I love it too, just the way it is. Honest? he asked. Honest, she replied, and turned her head to receive his warm kiss. Plans, such wonderful plans they made that day leaning out the attic window. We were going to be so happy, Camiola moaned. Oh, darling, it has always been just you for me and me for you. It was such a silly quarrel, and we were so young and proud and ruthless. Her memories were interrupted by the arrival of Dr. Fehling. My word, Camiola, are you not going up to the auction? he boomed. Oh, I know. I've forgotten to tell you that you have the afternoon off. Well, what are we waiting for? Grab your bonnet and let's go! Really, Doctor, thanks, but I don't be- lieve I'd care to go. Oh, stuff and nonsense! Go? Of course you want to go. Did she want to go? Camiola asked herself, and her heart echoed, Of course you want to go. When ICamiola and the doctor reached the Roberts' garden, the auction was in full swing. She dutifully listened to the bidding for a while, but it was only be- cause the doctor expected it of her. The grandfather clock, the set of china that Dave's grandmother Roberts prized so much-it seemed so tragic to Camiola to see them go. lShe wandered on inside where people were running hither and yon looking at this and exclaiming at thatg on upstairs where people were poking at the beds and examing bedding: and then still upward to the garret. Nothing up there, said a well-meaning woman who was descending. Tain't worth while to lose breath climbing. Camiola didn't answer but continued her climb. Nothing up there? Up there where two lovers had dreamed sweet dreams and planned sweet plans? Why perhaps the ghost of their dead past still lingered up there, loath to leave-her ghost and Dave's. The girl, a woman now, went to the win- dow and leaned out-just as she and Dave had done fifteen years ago. Life seemed rather cruel to her at that moment, indeed she rather envied the mountain -those eternal mountains, unchanged while lives were being lived, while youth fled and love departed and graves were dug. She real- ized at that moment, perhaps for the first time, how really alone she was, just she, no Dave. Odd, she had unconsciously clung to the hope that Dave would come back some day. lContinued on page 501