Hunter College High School - Argus Yearbook (New York, NY)

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she added eagerly, USay, Mick, will you be my buddy on the hike? lVliCkey's heart grew considerably warmer as she said re proachlully, HYou don't think l put my own name on the list, do you? The list? asked Robin questioningly, Aren't you Coming on the hike? 'lOl Course not, replied the other, trying hard to smile. HOnly the girls Whose names are on the lists are permitted to go. Robins face lit up with a grin of relief. A'Oh, you big goopl Didn't you know that tent chiefs go on all hikes? V -Q Q forty-eight

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sleepy all the time that she never disobeys the silence-after-taps rule. But let's hurry. I'm simply famishedf' and Robin chatted on and on in an attempt to raise her friend's spirits. That night Mickey was at the star gazing class in body only. Her usual questions were conspicuously absent. When she had snuggled into her iron cot, she had no ghost stories with which to thrill her tentmates. She wondered if the other wigwam chiefs wanted to go as much as she did. Would they be brave enough to write their own names? What would they think if she asked them their selections? The sharp Katy did, she did, she did which sounded through the night air seemed to change to an accusing cry of, Mickey did, she did. she did. Later in the night, Mickey was aroused from sleep by the far-off rumble of a train. The forest was illuminated by the bright yellow harvest moon. In the sharp, clear night air, the stars ap- peared to be suspended midway between the vault of the heavens and the seemingly motionless earth. Mickey felt exalted by the re- alization of the magnitude of the universe. Suddenly, she won- dered how a petty desire to go on a hike could have so completely occupied her mind as to obscure thoughts of the really fine ideals in life. She wavered not for a moment: her decision was irrevocably made. Tubby would go! Immediately the stillness of the night was interrupted. The katydids, as though waiting for a signal, broke into a new cry, Mickey didn't, she didn't, she didn't. No, thought Mickey contentedly, Mickey didn't surrender to the mischievous elf within her. She turned to the other side of the cot with a sigh of satisfaction. Another sigh, this time, one of relief, escaped from Mickey's lips the following evening as she handed to the pioneering coun- cillor a slip of paper on which were written the names Robin and Tubby . After lingering near the gadget tent until she was sure that Robin had been notified of her good fortune, Mickey returned to the tent to learn her reaction to the news. As she clambered into the tent from the rear, the beaming face of Robin encountered her. Mickey, you're one big mistake. You should never have been put on earth. Anyone who could send me on a five day hike after I had removed all the buttons from her gym suit and after I had ruined her tent's color guard by putting a councillor's pajamas on the flagpole surely must be an angel, exclaimed Robin. Then forty-seven

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