Littleton College - Chatterbox Yearbook (Littleton, NC)

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266 THE C'HATTER.B0X. Done what 2 Invented the rooting-machine ! A wha-a-at 3 Booting-machine-for ball games. Don't you under- stand? A machine that will root at a ball game. A rooting- machine! N ow, I can teach the natives to play b-all. Just listen. She pressed the button on a little instrument in her hand. Zip! Zap! Zah! Zate! IJ. F. Q! 1908!', yelled the rooting-machine lustily. And then Air-ships I Motors ! Trolley-cars ! Baseball! Baseball! Baseball! Mars! Isn't it bea-utiful 2 c1'ied its fond parent. It's speed and capacity for endurance are double my own. Oh! I'd rather go to a ball game than eat when I'm hungry. I'd rather be at a ball game than in Heaven. J oy! .I oy! My darling rooter! I've made my name! And she rushed along to spread the glorious news. Bebie always had very high aspirations, said Annie proudly. HI am glad that she has succeeded. She is' the life of the Colony. You have still to see the model hospital. Shall we stop now? The wards are so beautifully kept that I wish to exhibit them. Pauline Herring is in charge. Now isn't that neat 37' She ushered him into the sunny ward in which were rows of immaculate hospital cots-all empty. 4'But where are the patients 2 he asked of the energetic Pauline who came smilingly towards them. Oh! we don't want any patients in the beds. They would wrinkle the sheets. Are you a physician ? No,-not exactly, and she turned hastily to smooth an imaginary wrinkle from one of the cots.

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THE CHATTERBOX. 265 saw in the midst of the wild, roaring Martian beasts released from their cages, a lone girl who rushed about calling loudly here and there, marshaling the animals into line. And then leaping lightly to thc back of the wildest of all savage looking creatures, and balancing herself gracefully on one foot, she gave a loud whistle and the race began. Round and round they flew, increasing the noise and speed to such an alarming rate that the Traveler grew dizzy. HIsn't it great 2 cried Annie above the din. And doesn' t Winnie Evans make a splendid circus-trainer? Next week we have a Wild West Show. Winnie is training the natives for cow-boys. Now, if you have seen enough here, we'll run over to the Observatory. They climbed to the top of the cupola, and there, by the eyepiece of the great telescope sat Mabel West, dreamily gaz- ing into space. 4'She makes the most accurate observations and is really an excellent astronomer, whispered Annie, but I find that her telescope is focused almost constantly upon Earth, and I fear that some attraction there will eventually lure her away from us. The last express brought her a soltrairef' What news of Earth, O Traveler 2 cried Mabel, as she caught sight of the intruders. I saw your air-ship as you approached .and have eagerly awaited your coming. gave you seen-3 She left the question unfinished. ciWOl1ld you like to see the Mississippi River Z-and the moon shows as a tiny crescent. This will be a beautiful moonlight night at home. I wish-- Again she paused and sighed. Annie beckoned to the Traveler, and together they tiptoed out, unnoticed by the dreaming star-gazer. Once more in the open they laughed heartily, tho sympathetically. Pvc done it! I've done it 17' cried a triumphant voice close at hand, and they turned to see Rebie Morris running excitedly toward them.

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THE CHATTERBOX. 267 Pauline is awaiting the arrival of a rising young physi- cian from Earth, explained Annie. When he arrives he will have charge of the hospital,-and Pauline. And where is this rising young doctor practicing now? Nowhere He is rising, only in that he is now ascending towards Mars in his airshipf' But how can they support themselves from a hospital with empty beds ? Oh! theyill have to live on patience in the abstract in- stead of patients in the beds, said Annie enigmatically. But come. You must be tired and hungry. Good-bye Pauline. Remember the reception tonight. '35 96 56 96 -76 96 -36 'X' Later in the evening, when Mars's larger moon was rising in the west the entire Colony assembled in the Executive Mansion to welcome the distinguished guest. Let us have music, cried the President. She pressed an electric button, and instantly there arose from the floor a noble quartette of musicians. Miss Roberta Morris, baton in hand, drew herself up with great dignity, and the other three, Lot- tie Lee, Luola Gay, and Vela Walker seated themselves be- fore her. I am going to play a solo, said Lottie. MSO am I, said Luola. 'CSO am I, said Vela. And immediately they began taking paper notes from little boxes which they carried, and then scattered them broadcast about the room, the leader rapidly beating time. The most exquisite music filled the Mansion. When it had died away the President rose. We are met to welcome this distinguished guest who has come from Earth to visit us fapplausej or rather, to visit me. fLoud applausej In fact he is the Prince Charm-