Medina High School - Mirror Yearbook (Medina, NY)

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20 THEMIRROR BASKETBALL FOREVER J ULIA FAY CKHZERE comes my trunk, children, said Peggy Forest, a brown-eyed girl with a white tam placed in a rather dashing style upon her curly head and a thick plain sport-coat flung wide to the breeze, as she hurried her two chums, Eleanor Cummings and Jane Hampton, across the campus of Welton college to the Arethusa sorority house. An express wagon with two trunks in it was being drawn up before the house as the girls reached the steps. Oh, dear! I do wish he'd hurry for I have some books in my trunk which I would greatly like to show you before dinner. Go, lend a hand there, 'Giggles,' or he 'll never get mine out! Eleanor Cummings drawled, My dear Miss Forest, I am not a human derrick for in my illustrious trunk repose numer- ous articles owned by the said person and packed in there so tightly that I shall need tl1e help of many humans among them the illustrious- Rave on, 'Gigglesl' I'm going to possess. myself in pa- tience rather than listen to your free lecture. Jane, has your trunk arrived yet? Chl That reminds me! Come one, come all for by chance I have two boxes of Christmas presents, candy rather, in my traveling bag. Come on and we'll sample them, girls! cried Jane Hampton, a tall, wiry girl, wearing glasses, as she dashed into the house. Me for the chocolates! cried 'Gigglesj totally disregard- ing her English as the prospect of sweets loomed before her eyes. Wait a second. I'm coming! Puff! Puff! Gracious these steps seem steep. I guess I've gained about five pounds during vacation, said the stout girl. Up in Jane's room all the college gossip was discussed as the three girls munched chocolates. They were seated near an open fireplace in which a brisk fire helped to cheer them up, for the holidays were over and everyone was loath to settle down to the tiresome routine of study. Each train brought more stu- dents, and express wagons clattered up and down College Ave- nue at an alarming rate of speed. Dinner hour found Peggy, Jane and Eleanor members of a happy group descending the stairway of the sorority house.

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THE MIRROR 19 GNIHTON-A MYSTERY CHARLES PARISH THE box itself was about eighteen inches long, six inches in width and about the same in depth. Un the outside was this inscription: In this box you will find gnihton. Nothing might have come of the affair if Sy1vester's wife had not just finished a story in which there was a similar box, which was filled with jewels. Even then the affair might have been forgot- ten only that while Mrs. Sylvester was looking at the rest of the goods she came across some old documents. Among these was a diary of the man who had owned the box, and in the diary the box was mentioned. The history was as follows: Ebenezer Jones, a descendant of the Mayflower stock, had been left the box by his grandfather who had been a cab-in boy on tl1e Mayflower. The cabin boy had stolen the box from the Captain of the ship on which he had worked before. The Captain had taken the box from a pirate who had found the box in the hold of a ship which had been lifted by a submarine earthquake from the profound depths of the sea. The pirate had told the Captain that the box had been built by the Norsemen and that it contained a refuersable substance called gnihton, which is very similar to that which you have left when you accidentally drop your last dime through the grat- ing in a sidewalk. At this point Mrs. Sylvester stopped reading. Oh George I she exclaimed, We must open the box immediately. I am dying of curiosity to see what is in that box. What do you sup- pose gnihton means? Mr. Sylvester went out in the woodshed, got an ax, a crow bar and saw, and a pair of fingernail clippers. After working steadily for several hours the cover of tl1e box was loosened. Then Sylvester placed the finger nail clippers in the space be- tween the cover and the box and began to tap gently and easily. Bang! Bang! the cover flew off with a loud noise and Syl- vester leaped forward to see what was in the box, but Mrs. Sylvester beat him to it and held the cover reversed before his eyes. Then spoke that lady with a sarcastic smile, Maybe you will listen to me once in a while. Echo-In a man's head there is gnihton.

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THE MIRROR 21 Oh, girls! l'm just dying for a good basketball game. When do we have tl1e first game of tl1e semester? Captain Sue, we need some practice! cried Peggy she gleefully tweaked Susan Pond's nose. You express my very thought, said Sue i11 a mock dra- matic voice. She was a tall, dark-haired girl who always seemed to be fairly sparkling with fun and enthusiasmq This particu- lar evening she plunged in to tl1e idea of basketball with usual ardor and soon nearly all the sorority girls had collected near the stairway and basketball held right of way in their conver- sation. Finally Giggles glanced sorrowfully toward the din- ing-room and then and there broke up the discussion of wailing. Girls, do an act of charity and save this starving individual from instant death by proceeding towards the dining-room. I declare, 'Gigglesl' You'll surely not be fit for the game next Tuesday if you don 't fast for a few days, giggled Jane. Do we really play next Tuesday? cried Giggles, now all attention. VVhy of course! Didn't you hear Sue tell us that we play Evanston? cried Peggy. lt's settled. Every spare second of mine will be spent in that gymnasium, andhif lVelton college sophomore team does not possess a skeleton guard, l'll miss my guess. Oh, there goes the dinner gong, girls! Hurry! Remember sorority meeting in the living-room to-night! cried Jane. After dinner the long living-room was converted into a verit- able wilderness of chairs, for Arethusa sorority had many mem- bers and a large number of chairs was called to accommodate all. Gracious! l've been away such a long time that this es- teemed meeting place, when empty, looks like a 'full-fiedged' undertaking establislmieut, with all those camp-chairs! sang Giggles as the girls came into the room. A wave of laugh- ter greeted this remark, for though Peggy Forest might be the most idolized member of the sorority because of her fair play in the classroom and athletics, 'Giggles' was rightly named. VVherever she went Fun followed and Arethusa sorority had in her its spirit of good cheer. A buzz of conversation contin- ued for some time before the meeting was called to order. Bas- ketball as usual was the chief topic, for VVelton was a college greatly enthusiastic over its principal sport. That reminds me, said Rita Moore, a lively blond, speak-