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

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explain your coming up the stairs carrying coat, hat and shoes at that inopportune hour? Why yes, said Mary. 1 went into Jane ' s room when I g-ot home l)ecause our sanctuary was too h)nely without my esteemed fellow sufferer. We talked till long after the lights had gone out. It finally dawned on me that you would be ter- ribly worried about me unless someone had told you where I was so I started home. I had to pass right by Miss Williams ' door and rather than give her occasion to pronounce vitui era- tions upon me for being in the halls that time of night I took off my shoes, and so she didn ' t hear me. But I happened to hear someone downstairs so slipped down to see what was up. I couldn ' t get into the laundry but listened at the keyhole and recognized Joe ' s voice. Then you ' re an accomplice to their stunt ; you should have alaiTned the neighborhood. Oh should I ' Not me, if the boys start squealing on us everything we do this would be some world to live in. I don ' t start that till I ' m as old, straight-laced and disgruntled as some other people I know. But I came upstairs and ran into you, received an unusually cordial greeting, and then you wouldn ' t let me tell you anything about what I ' d discovered. I think it is an opportune time for you to apologize to your wronged, misunderstood, yet faithful room-mate. Ora quickly bestowed a kiss on this teasing companion and said, Get back to your kids now, but gee I ' m glad you ' re so innocent. E i t; h t y - T h I

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She thought first of what had happened the night before and with no apparent excuse at all went down to the laundry ; sure enough the screen had been taken off and was leaning up against the window. There were footprints of mud on the ironing board just under the window, all the evidence that could be wanted. For some reason which she could hardly analyze she turned over the blanket on the ironing board and was screwing the screen on again when someone came in. She knew now that she was not the first one down there ; several of the girls were coming down the stairs. They came over where she was and Paith exclaimed: Oh, what are you doing? I was going to show them where someone had come in last night. And then as if it seemed suddenly to dawn on her she said: It must have been Mary. It was just after this that Ora had been called into the matron ' s room. After leav- ing the matron she had gone to class, and sat all moraing thinking over the affair of the night before. Just as she was going through the halls to the library she heard a big commo- tion outside and followed the crowd to the entrance. Coming across the campus was the gang of boys, forming a long snake dance. Everyone of them was decked out with some piece of girl ' s wearing apparel ; she recognized her own gingham apron on the leader, farther down the line she saw a smock of Clara ' s, and there were any number of white middies. The second thought she had was that these were the things that had been hanging in the laundry the day before, and then someone exclaimed, They ' ve robbed the laundry in our hall. Oh, what a glorious relief! Now possibly it wouldn ' t have to be known that Mary had made her entrance through the laundry. She knew very well that if it was possible to attach the blame to the boys they would gladly take it and save Mary being expelled. She had evidentally come through the same window they had. Without one moment ' s hesitation she start- ed for the Training School where she knew Clara was at this period. Darting through the halls and up the stairs she came to the room where Mary and her group were having a reading lesson. From outside she motioned frantically but Mary did not see her, and then she resorted to -histling. Mary looked and she motioned her to come out. Mary smiled at her and showed a rather relieved look as though she was glad things were all right between them again, and came out. In the hall Ora threw her arms around her and exclaimed : Oh, do you know, maybe they won ' t need to know how you got in last night ; the boys have taken all our duds from the laundry and they got them by someone coming in through the window. I believe you ' re saved. For a moment a bewildered expression clouded Mary ' s face, and then she said : Say, come to, I came through the door as any respect- able creature would and made the entrance over an hour be- fore you did. You what ? inquired Ora. Then she added with a relieved sigh : Then why did you talk so blamed mysteriously last night, and are you able to

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Sunris© im th® F@r@sl Grey light stealing like a shadow Through the aisles of pine and fir, Shows grotesque forms here and there. An owl scoots by with aimless whirr, And lodges on a protecting bough ; So wails the coming day with dismal cry. In the dim light a blue jay squawks in glee, Then struts about with an impatient sigh. A rabbit comes slowly from his burrow And stares drowsily this way and that, Then blinks his eyes as the dim light brightens. Showing a dull glow over the needled mat. Comes a soft sound of padded feet in flight, A grey timber wolf running from the day, His rough hair smooth and sharp ears erect; His bushy tail shines like a silver spray. Aloft, a squirrel barks, A greeting to the new born sun, And calls to his slim and beautiful mate, To join him in the morning ' s run. Now the trees sway gently and in rythm. As the morning breeze caresses them. They thrill from tufted crown to hidden roots, When they greet God ' s rubied gem. —Ted Bushby, ' 26