Kansas Wesleyan University - Coyote Yearbook (Salina, KS)

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W I .,f y I I I I My DEAN A H KING MRS. R. V. SHIRLEY MRS. EDWIN C. HOWE MR. RAYMOND LITWILLER , . MR. Tl-IE FACULTY Education MRS. CHRISTINE EVANS Mathematics English MISS EXEAN WOODWARD English Physical Education MISS GRACE WEIMERSLAGE Nurse A U Biology MISS HELEN JEREMY Librarian HN W. TAIT History MR. CHARLES SHEDDEN Bancl C. M. JENSEN 1 Mathematics MR. RANOLD F. PLOTT Publicity Page Twenty

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Her dress measured yards at the hemline LINDA ftsioiw 'e 'f it lwycll1lllItl'lJl:5Hl'l.ll The warm, bright flames flickering in the fire place made ecstatic shadows dance across the room. lvlusic, faintly played, blended with the light, quick chatter ot' the fire. Outside, rain fell softly, steadily. She sat there in front ol' the nre, sunk low in the heavy leather chair, staring into the hte place. The lickle lights illuminated her face momenf tarily, causing l'rot'essor ,lim Carr to notice his charming wife and to recall a night long ago at the Ep-Trot. . . You're beautiful tonight, Linda, said Professor Lfarr. As beautiful as the night I met you. Linda remembered that night, and how a few delicate words from this man seated across from her had changed an evening of' despair to one of happiness and delight. Limlu Fox, the darling of all the mothers and grandmothers in her little country town of Wire- ville, was that for one reason. She didn't have boy-friends. When she letit Wireville for college she had no inkling of such a thing as a 'frat trot' or a football hero, until the day she heard a voice behind her in rhetoric class say, Would someone be so kind as to tell me what an i-n-c sentence is. Lifting her eyes from the 'A'grade on the paper before her and turning to look at the owner ofthe i-n-c sentence, she saw for the first time her hero to be, and the college's future ilootlaall star. Sandy, wavy hair, dark blue eyes. and the broadest shoulders in several counties struck her heart in fancy with terrific force. I-n-c means incomplete, said Linda, using all her will-power to suppress the tremor in her voice. That was the incident that started a six months hero worship that here-to't'ore Linda had given only to her grandfather. Having to earn her hoard and tuition kept Linda busy most of the time. The only times she ever saw her hero, whose name she had learned was johnny Rock, were in rhetoric class, when he would ask her about his sentence structure. Through her he learned how to write complete sentences and make the grades necessary for his stardom. Cnly when he was very blue and in- clined to be confidential did he mention his private life, which seemed to her to consist chiefly Of 'girls' One night as he talked confidentially, he suddenly stuttered and said, Linda will you gO with me to the 'Ep-Trot' Thursday night? Linda's eyes opened so wide that she almost saw double but her mouth snapped shut on a 'yeS'- Pagc 'Twenty-tW0 - is tt H s I I