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

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THE LINCOLNIAN Around her played two prettv little chil- dren, a girl and a boy. Mr. and Mrs. Hubbard had planned to attend the opera that night and invited me to join them. I was as much delighted with the performance as with the courtesy and culture of my hostess. I was unexpressibly surprised in the Prima Donna, who was Elsa Nix, assisted by Joyce Dorsey, Melody Tomlin, Elsoneter Fowler, Willi m Young and William Williams and all members of our class who were able suppor- ters and artistic members of the Opera com- pany. It was indeed a success. After the play, I went behind the scene and made my self known. We iiad a joyous time renewing friendships and exchanging high school con- fidences. It was very late when Mr. and Mrs. Hubbard and myself returned home. I was awakened early next morning, break- fasted in my room and went at once to the station, intending to take the first car. I met Clarence Jones dressed in the blue uniform of a porter. He told me that Ber- tha Williams had recently given her hand to him in mariage. Pie said that Mattie Revis Myrtle Everett, Nellie Bowman, Lillie Smith and Minnie Taylor had finished Spellman Seminary and had gone to Africa as mission- aries under the care of Samuel Winston, who had become one of our greatest Evangelists. During the conversation, I also learned that Mildred Langums, Virginia Akers, and Mamie Lewis were language teachers in Wilberforce University. At last I arrived in Kansas City. The first thing I did was to find a quiet place to stay as my mother and sister had long since moved to Denver. As I moved along I saw many familiar faces, but none seemed to recognize me. I walked on with a bow and a smile. At last I came to a beautiful little bungalow; I saw a little child playing in the yard with her doll. Something about the child attracted my attention. In order to satisfy my curiosity, I went in and rang the bell. To my surprise and delight I beheld Gertrude Baker. She recognized me at once I went in and we talked of old times. She told me she had been married four, years ana from the way everything looked I presumed she got the “Ideal” husband of whom she had often spoken. She told me she had just received a letter from Helen Ewing stating that she and hubby were well and that the next place which they would visit would be Niagara Falls. This fact led me to believe that Helen must have married “George Washington.” She also stated that while in Salt Lake City, they met Alberta Gayton and Flossie Bass who were preparing to startle the entire city soon by a double wedding. Gertrude also told me that Frank Callo- way and Alfred Hampton were mail clerks and Wilbern Johnson was a mechanician in Philadelphia. She told me too, that Pauline Washington had recently received word from distant relatives in Florida to come and reside with them. I felt pleased to hear of Pauline’s for- tunate offer and hoped she would accept it. When Gladys Irving was last heard of, she was exploring the wilderness of Australia. As the next night was Thursday, I decid- ed to go to a dance. In preparing, I discover- ed I needed some little things. I went in search of them. Shortly I came to a large Millinery Store. I looked at it the second time and read it — “Hampton Hunter’s Millinery Store” and with the greatest of pleasure 1 found out that the establishment was owned and managed by Wilma Hamp- ton and Ethel Hunter. When I reached the dance, I paused thun- derstruck — who do you think I saw leading the Grand March? Napoleon McFadden and her husband. I soon sought an opportunity to talk to her. She said that Ethel Cross- waite and Leslie King had just sent her a cablegram stating that they would leave Lon-

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THE LINCOLNIAN had lived in and about Kansas City these ten years. . I asked him about each one, but what was the most shocking of ali of his conversation was that Edith Douglas, the quietest of our class, had committed suicide over some love affair. For this reason Eugene Walker grieved so deeply that his parents urged him to go ‘to Arizona for his health. As the train pulled out from the station I settled myself comfortably in the plush seat and picked up a magazine to read. I had a long way to go and had only one change to make. But soon discovered that I had no interest in reading. So I dropped the maga- zine, and allowed my thoughts to wander as fancy might allure. In the midst of my reverie I became vaguely conscious of some one watching me. I looked up and saw that it was Henry Beach, an old classmate of mint ten years ago. I could hardly believe my own eyes. He ap- peared not to have changed much save to become a little more settled. For this he had a plausible reason, he was now married and was the father of seven children. He told me he was on his way home, which is still in Kansas City. I was delighted to converse with him as he was the only passenger on the train with whom I was acquainted. We talked about our old school friends since he When we reached Chicago I made my first change, thus bidding my old school chum adieu, but promising to renew our acquain- tance when I returned to Kansas City, as I had to stay over night in Chicago. I jumped into a taxicab and went to the quietest hotel in town. The machine stopped in front of a pretentious building. All marble and cut stone it towered nine stories in the air and its apartments well correspond with its exterior. Whom do you think were the owners of this elegant hostelry? Maud Hud- gins and Lester Hubbard, who, after marrying had had wonderful success. No one could have hoped for so much from Lester, the class “parrot.” The two young people seemed very happy in their work, being equally ambi- tious and industrious. They told me of many pleasant occurrences from them I learned with surprise that Olga Overall had married and was living out in the suburbs of the city in a beautiful bungalow.

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THE LINCOLNIAN don tli e following day on the tenth and would arrive in the United States in about four weeks, as they were going aroundabout way. Each was accompanied by her fiance. At the dance a hundred dollar lavalicr was given to the best lady waltzer. Who got it? Guess again. After staying a few days in Kansas City, I returned to my home in Denver, Colorado. Every one was glad to see me as I had been traveling for two years. Dovie Murray, ' 14. A BOUT. Characters : Hank Hawkeye Lester Hubbard Von Whangdoodle Eugene Walker It was an awful night. Along the dark and deserted highway a solitary figure stealthily made its way. It was the mighty Hank Hawkeye whose very name caused the stout- est hearts to quail. Malignant hatred gleamed in his right eye and in his left — a cinder. His back pocket bulged suspiciously as if a hand- kerchief had been thrust therein and from Ills belt the cold glint of a nickel-plate watch chain glittered glitteringly. About him the snow drifts were piled high and the fierce north wind whirled the snow flakes against him and cruelly dropped them down his neck. He stumbled along vainly seeking to avoid huge mud puddles, and shield his face from the pitiless hail. The wind roared and howled furiously, whirling great, choking clouds of dust into his eyes. The lightning rolled and crashed, the thunder flashed all about him. It could not have been worse. Above all, the sun flung down its powerful rays with blitering heat, and Hank Ha. keye sighed cautiously as he mopped the dry per- spiration from his alabaster brow and mut- tered between his set teeth, rather his two sets of teeth, “Hist! He cometh 1” He paused for an instant, listening to the silence. Then hastily drawing his trusty lemon- squeezer from his pocket, he cut a great hole in the darkness, stepped inside and dragged the darkness in behind him. A little later a short, seven-foot man swung along the highway. It was F ' itzroy von Whangdoodle, Hank’s deadly enemy. Raising his trusty lemon-squeezer aloft, Hank Hawkeye stepped out and said in a voice choking with emotion and cough drops ; — (To be continued next year.) W. Robert Williams, T4.