Northrop Collegiate School - Tatler Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

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A glimpse of tlx- rhythms clast, hi which the Seventh Form girls arc developing f x-ir bodies and their imaginations as well in the poetry of motion.” What a pity that the camera does not reveal the charming pastel colon of their dance frocks! Page Twenty-three

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 School,” I answered meekly, keeping my eyes glued on a bug mashed to the windshield. We arc in an awful hurry.” ventured Lorraine. No! he ejaculated. Don’t tell me anyone going through a semaphore only forty-five miles an hour is in a hurry. Oh, no! Or perhaps, he added, you saw thi; sign but you didn't see me.” He smiled very slowly, very sarcastically. Words rushed to my mouth, but I knew better than to say something I was going to be sorry for. So I repeated as nonchalantly as possible: Yes, we are in a hurry. Won’t you please decide what you are going to do right now? There was a purpose behind my fast driving, you know.” He looked startled and I heard Lorraine smother a giggle. Well, 1 guess you can go, but don’t let it happen again,” he cautioned, and when I glanced at his scowling lips, I decided I wouldn’t. We reached school three minutes and one second later. Better late than never,” croaked Lorraine, as we fled up the endless stairway. We confronted Miss Sadlev, late but triumphant, at twenty minutes to nine. But our triumph was short-lived. Miss Sadlcy eyed us disapprovingly and in a stern voice made us understand that we were not to be tardy again. Crestfallen, Lorraine and 1 made our way to the cloakroom, each secretly thinking how unsympathetic a person could be, when she didn’t understand. After all, she should have been glad we arrived when we did. However, she didn’t seem the least bit glad to sec us, not the least bit, we reflected, gloomily. Oh, well, life is like that at times. Laura Van Nf.st Turnly-tuo

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