Northern Arizona State Teachers College - La Cuesta Yearbook (Flagstaff, AZ)

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A Cliff Dwelling of the Tonto Apaches -Courtesy of Indian Miller Wahn't Them a Wild White People What Lived Down Thar? -Arkansas Tourist -Courtesy of Indian Miller Ninety-Two

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Bessie M. Hicks, 1911-15. Edward F. Honn, 1909-18. Mildred Hornbein, Ph. D., 1918-21. Lulu B. Hunter CMrs. C. O. Robinsonb 1901-03. Bertha F. Huntman, 1903-06. Emma Jones fMrs. John N. Adamsb 1913-16. Louise E. Jones, 1912-14. C. F. Keuzenkamp, 1918-23. Mrs. C. F. Keuzenkamp, 1919-20. Harry O. Lathrop, 1916-18. Ruth Latimer, 1918-22. H. G. Lawrence, 1917-18. Minnie Lintz, A. M., 1918- Laverna L. Lossing, 1910-14. Cornelia Luscomb, 1914-16. Florence S. MacAfee, 1917-18. Mary Morton, A. B. CMrs. T. E. Pollockj 1908-10. Blanche Payne, B. S., 1919-23. Ella Richardson, 1909-11. Elizabeth Ryan, 1916-19. Helen B. Sandon, B. S., 1919-21. Gracia M. Saunders, 1918-20. Lulu Smith, 1916-18. R. G. Stevenson, A. B., LL. B., 1918-19 and 1922- Edith C. Turner, Ph. B., 1910-12. J. F. Walker, A. M., 1916-22. Margaret Walsh, B. Mus., 1918-22. Rose Walsh fMrs. R. G. Babbittl 1918-19. Clara Wheeler, B. S., 1920- Theresa K. White, 1911-18. Alice Windes, 1911-18. Martha E. Dewey, A. B., 1921. Ruby H. Drake, 1921-22. R. H. Drake, B. S. Mildred Julian, B. S., M. A., 1921-23. Gertrude Kellogg, Ph. B., 1921-23. Tom O. Bellwood, A. M., 1922- Florence Berchtold, B. S., 1922-23. Harriet Hurd, B. S., 1922-23. C. V. Ridgely, 1922- Mildred Whetsel, B. S., 1922- Ida N. Davis, 1922-23. Lorna Jessup, B. S., 1923- Helen Lamb, AQ B., A. M., 1922- Vernon Lantis, A. B., A. M., 1922- Celia M. Lawler, A. B., 1922- Robert R. Powers, B. S., 1922. Augusta Pragst, A. B., A. M., 1922- Ruth Bormose, A. B., A. M., 1923- Helen Boyce, A. B., 1923- Lora Maxwell, B. Pd., 1923- Francis Osborne, B. S., A. M., 1923- Ninety O ALLAN DOYLE in

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E wing on in Farm By EMMA DAWSON LOWLY, laboriously, the wagon jolted over the Q dim, rough road. The blazing sun and the rattle H of the wagon bed soon deadened the echo of the ' il, brief, simple wedding ceremony, and Molly lean- ed wearily against the big man who sat so si- s lently beside her. Suddenly she sat up straight, staring wildly about her. The man turned and looked down. What's the matter? he asked. Nothing, she said faintly, only I was thinking-think- ing, she swallowed and went on, I - we're married now and I wish we weren't. The sun's so hot! He put his arm around her and drew her close. That's all right, Honey, we'll make camp for the night, in the next can- yon, and then tomorrow we'll be home. She looked up at him and smiled. It's a long way isn't it? I've never been a hundred miles in a wagon before in my life. Aren't you awfully tired ? Not much. It'll be a long pull, tho', tomorrow, but tl1ere's home ahead. Molly leaned her head against his arm and dreamed over the events of the last ten months. She thought of the move from the city to the camp, the swiftly flying days with Dave's com- ing at intervals, and now after those whirling months of courtship she had married Dave. They were going to the ranch a hundred miles from the railroad. It was a little after sun-down when the wagon rattled into the yard the next day. Molly was so worn and stiff she could hardly rise from the spring seat. Dave lifted her down and drew her toward the little old bent woman who stood on the porch, with her hands on her hips, her face set. I'Ve brought my Wife this time, Ma. Turning to Molly, This is Ma. Molly timidly lifted her hand. The woman took it, her eyes softening. 'Tm pleased to meet ye. Land, child, you're done out. Don't you want to lay down a spell until supper time ? Molly nodded, the lump in her throat too big to give a civil answer. Dave patted her on the back, and without an- other word went to put up the team. Ninety-Three