Newman Township High School - Talisman Yearbook (Newman, IL)

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E. O. May, B. S, Agri., Biology, Man. Training Mable L. Miller, A. B., Latin and German J. H. Trinkle, A. B., History and Science Elizabeth Colliver, M. S., Math., Dom. Science Della Rutger, A. B., English ancl History

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IO TI-IE TALISMAN TI-IE. RESULT OF A DINNER PARTY. Come on, Jack, let's go down to Bob's. Fred, I just can't go, this notebook has to go in tomorrow or get ten off. Oh, bother that notebook. I haven't even started mine yet. You just stick around home all the time, and never have a bit of the fun the other fellows do, and they don't very often get much more than a 'conf Come on, let's go have a game of chess with the fellows, and then I'll come home with you and study. HWell, Fred, I would like to go ever so much, but I can't possibly leave my work. And all I have to say for you is that you'd better stay yourself, or there will be con- siderable danger of your getting 'conned. ' Oh, well, if you won't go I suppose you Won't, then. There goes Billy now. Good- bye. Jack Sterns was the son of a rich financier and a very conscientious student. He denied himself many of the pleasures of school life, but he said he always felt repaid when he received his grades, for as all the fellows knew, he never made a grade below ninety. Fred Ferris was his roommate. He didn't make any striking grades, but was quite popular and always out for a good time. When Fred returned about ten, Jack's notebook was completed and he was in bed. Well, Jack, old boy, you don't know what you missed. No, I don't know, but I do know you had better get to work on that notebook or you will surely miss something, but then let's hear what I've missed. j'Well, we had a meeting and decided to give a spread and each fellow invite a senior from the Academy. We counted you in, and Billy promised to get you a girl if you would only go, just once, just try it once and see how it goes. Oh, bother. Don't talk stuff like that to me, you know I wouldn't know what to do or say with a girl. Yes, we all understand that perfectly, but we'1l give you a course in How to act with a Lady,' between now and then, its day after tomorrow night, next Saturday night. Come on, let your work go once. Well, I'n1 afraid I'd prove a bore to you all, and as for the poor young lady, she'd wish a thousand times she was at home. I won't know what to say to her. Oh, that's easy enough, just tell her all about that roommate of yours, that lazy, good-for-nothing, dooless, shiftless, sleepy, Cfor he rather had a tendency for sleeping? or anything else about me you want to. Then, you can tell her all about your thesis and your history papers and your bashfulness, explain that above everything else and don't forget to apologize for your manners in ladies' company, but she will surely excuse them, for this is the first time in years you will have been with a girl. Well, suppose we postpone my lesson until tomorrow, and you get to work on your notebook, good night, I'mi going to sleep? It was Saturday, and all the boys were hurrying around, each one trying to do something, but in reality none were doing anything, except Jack, who was finishing it history paper. But at last all preparations were completed, even to the bottomless chair prepared for Jack. The boys had all been in dozens of times that day to see that Jack was not slighting his paper, and to give him some instructions as to how he was to act. They all came in to inspect his dressing in the evening, too, and finally at 5:30 he was in th-e carriage riding toward the Academy, dreading worse every minute the event, as it drew near. ' But when the appointed hour arrived, as he said afterwards, it wasn't nearly so bad as he had expected. The girl was rather tall, with light hair and brown eyes and