Lyndon State College - Northern Lights Yearbook (Lyndonville, VT)

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22 THE VERLYN CLASS PROPHECY The Caledonian and the Journal were still flashing with the news of the fashionable wedding of Martha Paterson and “Trickstep” Somers when they started out on their Honeymoon Hitch Hike around the world. They decided this would be a novel idea and save them money to help in establishing a new home. Everything went swell when they started out but after five or six miles of dusty roads Martha’s spirit began to droop and “Trickstep” had the pleasure of carrying both knapsacks. “Cheer up. Martha, my dear, a model T seems to be com- ing,” and he signalled frantically at the driver. The driver turned out to be none other than Marguerite Hovey who stopped her can and asked in a friendly manner if they were not tired. “Trickstep” and Martha, in a sigh of relief, “Yes, indeed, we’re tired of walking.” “Well, well” said Marguerite, “Try running awhile,” and she drove off toward Gilman leaving them in another cloud of dust. “Perhaps this is your idea of a honeymoon but it’s my idea of nothing at all” said Martha, “and, unless something breaks for us soon. l‘m going back to take my third year at I.. N. S.” The words were scarcely out of her mouth when a hay- wagon, well worn with years of usage, drove up. A few miles back Martha would have snobbed the offer but our fair wedding couple tumbled in grateful, although Martha did grumble a bit fearing her new flannel suit would be ruined. “There is something mighty familiar with these people, I’d almost swear that I’ve seen them before,” remarked Martha. “No doubt your imagination is running away,” remarked “Trickstep” in a frigid manner. All at once Martha climbed upon the wagon seat and grasped the hands of Dorothy Strobridge and Dean Bullock. “Hello, you old tramps, I haven’t seen you since the years we spent together at L. N. S. playing ping pong to pass away the long evenings”. “How is married life going with you. Dean?”

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THE VERLYN BETTY HUBBARD “Bet” Red headed and slender of build is she Clever and artistic to the nth degree She gives instructions with fiddle and bow As you pass her room you hear do-ti-do. DOROTHY STROWBRIDGE “Dot” Dot’s eyes look dreamy through her glasses She writes romantic poems in classes Ye Okie Tavern gets a wistful glance And we see the starting of a romance. Marion Ford Flora Osgood Viola Currier

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THE VERLYN 23 “Just great, she’s a fine housekeeper and has a thriving chicken business on the side, so this gives me odd jobs to do with the hay wagon on Saturdays ’ Martha and “Trickstep” were very grateful for the invi- tation to stay to dinner because this would save them money and thought it would be a good idea to eat enough to last for two days. As the two work horses stopped before the house, the hired maid for the summer, who turned out to be another old classmate, Marjorie Ford, came rushing out to help carry in the groceries. The following A. M. the two couples parted because it was necessary to get to New York in time to sail on the next cattle boat. Usually women passengers were not allowed but “Trick- step” felt he could manage that. Just before arriving at New York, they passed through a town with flaunted flaming posters of the big vaudeville to be given that night, starring Betty Hub- bard as the great violinist and Gertrude Desjardins singing the solo numbers of the opera “Aida”. The remainder of the journey to New York was unevent- ful and Martha persuaded “Trickstep” to spend the night before they sailed, in Hotel Cole. That evening the hostess of the hotel came into the living room and Martha and “Trickstep” couldn’t believe their eyes when who should she be but Thelma Curtis. On inquiring how she was she said she was fine except for the fatal attack of “Charlie horse”. Glancing into the other corner of the room, a cheery, friendly smile, the first since we’d left good old Vermont, flash- ed before our eyes — it was none other than that of Zeda Chaf- fee who was “Puttering” around with her manuscript to be given to the National Congregational Convention. Martha deciding she needed a wave made her way to the Hotel Beauty Shop. The sign over the door read thus:— —White Lily Beauty Shop— While away your leisure hours becoming more beautiful. Try our shoppe, where there is no risk to a customer. All experi-