Lincoln High School - Lincolnian Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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THE LINCOLNIAN dared Miss Brown. “They win the love of innocent dear girls, then break their hearts No man for me!” It was some time before Evelyn gained her composure. When she did she was told it would be a long time before she would be allowed to leave her bed, as her heart was weak. After Harold left Evelyn he returned to the camp and went to his mother. He told her that she was right about him going to bring her fame now. That evening when he went out with Theresa he was gay and happy. Theresa was lovely in her outing frock and was happy, for she knew her plans were going to work. They had not gone far when Harold turned to Theresa, seized her hand and said, “Theresa I have been blind. I loved Evelyn and thought ■die loved me, but I was blind. I cannot love you as I have cherished Evelyn, but I need you.” “Ah, you think you want me now. You do not see yet ; you are blind. I care not for you. “I am engaged and will marry in the spring. Neither my father nor my mother know of my engagement. “Take my advice and go to Evelyn. You men doubt women too soon. Evelyn is too true. She has not married. It was her namesake who married. She loved you. I hate you and because of that hate I planned this outrage.” “0, Theresa, how could you?” “Yes, how could I? Well how could you doubt such a pure girl as Evelyn ? “I tell you to go to her — Ah, you are not worthy of her.” With these words and a scornful laugh she left him. All while Theresa rebuked him, Harold hung his head. Not until he was sure she had gone did he stir. Then he sat down on a log, bowed his head and said: “She is right. How could I have doubted Evelyn. I should never have agreed to go on the party without seeing Evelyn. “Mother was blind too. But not so blind as I. “Ah! I cursed the one I love! “I want Evelyn now, but dare not ask her again. I doubt her still.” “She is not like others. She will forgive me. “But, oh 1 the agony she has gone through. “She said she loved me and I told her she lied. “Ah ! wretched me 1” These last words were uttered from the very depth of Harold’s soul for he realized the predicament in which he had placed him- self. That evening - Harold told his mother how they had wronged Evelyn through the trickery of Theresa Coles. Mrs. While told him to have courage and confess his wrong to Evelyn. If she loved him as he believed, she would forgive him. He agreed to go the next day. It was -known that the party was to break up the next day. Already had Mr. and Mrs. Coles and their daughter Theresa left, because of illness of latter. The next day Harold called at Miss Brown’s and asked for Evelyn. He was drenched in grief when told he could not see her. “Ah God! must she die on my account. It must not be. My good woman I implore you to let me see her. I have wronged her.” I love her and she must not die.” Miss Brown was overwhelmed by the plead- ing. She could restrain him no longer Gently she led the grief-stricken man to Evelyn’s room. There he fell down by her bed and went, Evelyn rested her hand tremblingly on his head and let him weep his heart’s content. At length he was able to speak in coherent and imploring words begging for forgiveness. She told him to arise and forget the past and live in the present for their love.

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the LINCOLNIAN Miss Brown’s she told her of Harold’s call. Great was Evelyn’s joy to know that Harold had returned, and just when she needed him most. She combed her lustrous hair and put on a beautiful clinging white dress, thinking perhaps he would call that evening. Evelyn was indeed a vision of loveliness, when she descended the stairs to await Harold’s looked for arrival. While she waited she glanced aimlessly over the paper. Her eyes fell upon the ac- count of the outing party and of the pros- pect of a wedding soon. She was shocked. Was it possible, could it be true that Harold was going to marry Theresa, and that he was only going to offer her charity? Why had she been so foolish? Not until now did it dawn upon her that Harold was not serious. She had thought him so different from the rest. She was on the verge of tears when she thought, why should she despair at the news? Disappointed and worn she sought her room and sat late in the moonlight in unhappy thought. It was now the third day of the outing trip. During these days Theresa tried to work her charms upon Harold, to no effect. She de- termined that he should go insane about her and ask her to marry him, and then she would show him how she would refuse him and tell him of her engagement to the Frenchman, which was her secret. Then she could picture him going back to ask Evelyn, whom he had scorned. So to start her plan she arranged to have Evelyn Rich Marri- age” announced in the paper. She knew this was the name of Harold’s sweetheart; she was determined to win Harold. She saw this was the only way. That evening when she and Harold were out walking she showed him the announcement and laughingly said, “What do you think of that and to think she use to love you ?” “Theresa it cannot be so!” “It is not my Evelyn.” “I must go and get it from her lips,” objected Harold. “You think it is not so, well take my word for it, all women are alike.” Theresa knew that when he. went to Evelyn and told her of the announcement, she would be too astonished to deny or say anything; think- ing that he doubted her that much. The following day Harold went to see Eve- lyn. The minute she saw him she was all smiles and greeted him with joy, but she thought that he acted strangely. “So it must be true,” he thought. “She is not working.” “How lucky it is that you caught me home. It was so good of the manager to give me a week off,” said Evelyn. “So it is true that you are married? I never would have thought you could disap- point me, Evelyn,” said Harold. “I, married !” exclaimed Evelyn. “That is indeed a very funny way to start.” ' “Ah, I suppose you think I ought to con- gratulate you, but I am not to be fooled with and I curse you.” “Harold, I do not know what you mean. You know I am not married!” “1 knew you would try to dissemble about it; but you will rue it. I hate and despise you I” With these frenzied words he left her. She was too shocked and crushed for connected thought She wept because he doubted her. She was hurt because Theresa, whom she knew had shown him the announcement of her namesake’s marrigae, had plotted against her. Thinking of her deep wrongs, she flung herself across the couch and cried bitterly. Miss Brown hearing her sobs ran in the parlor. But Evelyn was too hysterical for self-control. Miss Brown called some of the other boarders and they carried the distracted girl to her room. “That’s what I say about these men,” de- ( 11 )

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THE LINCOLNIAN He arose and having been left alone the conversation turned. They talked of their school days. “Do you remember the promise we made to help each other when we were in need?” asked Evelyn. “Ah well do I remem- ber it; but I — .” She let him get no farther, but reminded him not to regret anything. They talked of the wedding and when he left both were happy, because he said Evelyn would recover and they could have the wed- ding soon. The next day Mrs. White came and stayed all day with Evelyn. She won- dered how she ever hated such a dear girl. After Evelyn recovered she prepared for her wedding. It was indeed a wedding. The bride looked lovely in the charmuese gown and orange blossoms. She carried a bridal bouquet of lilies and roses. Miss Brown gave the bride away. The groom was equally as delightful to look upon as the bride, and after the wedding as the two started on their bridal tour every one declared the pair were well suited. Mrs. White was thankful that she was worthy of such a daughter. As for the Coles family they went to Europe and all trace of them was lost. A second joy came to Evelyn after she had recovered she found that her deceased uncle left his fortune to her. So when Harold led Evelyn to the altar he led an equal to him in fortune, but far superior to him in will power. Did you know the greatest difference be- tween man and woman is that a man cannot talk without a text, while a woman can talk without even a pretext. Barber (after a shave)— “Hair dyed, sir?” The Teacher — “Yes, it died about ten years ago.” HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF 14. Mattie Revis and Wilmer Hampton. History as we have been taught is the knowledge of events. Herewith we give you a small sketch of our knowledge of events that have happened during our four years in Lincoln High school. If we should try to tell all of the important events v e are sure this Annual would be full of class history. This noble class of “freshies” which en- tered Lincoln High in the year 1910 num- bered one hundred and fifty. It has de- creased wonderfully in numbers since that time. In the second year we had decreased to 116. In the third year we mustered sev- enty in number. Various causes conspired to decin te our ranks, yet each year we car- ried the record of having the largest class that was ever known in the history of Lin- coln. At the beginning of our fourth year our enrollment was 44, a very large num- ber for a senior class in Lincoln. We spent a happy year when we were “freshies.” Only once did sadness over- whelm us and that was when death’s angel visited us and took one of our dearest classmates, Corine Ricketts. Two of our girls left to attend Lincoln Institute, Nellie Revis and Flossie Jones. As this waj our first year and we were just learning the ways of the school there were not many very important events. But we left the dear old “freshie” class with a determination in each one’s mind to do more in our sophomore year. We did do more for we made it one of the most important years in our class history. In this year we had one more death than we had in the freshman year. The Lord saw fit to take from us two of our boy class- mates, Lonney Green and Wendell Crews.