Oakfield Alabama High School - Oracle Yearbook (Oakfield, NY)

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11- O, A Seiemntilhe Achievement H YRISA, My1'I1al . Helen Smith had to speak twice in the low voice re- b k hfllllfed by the library authorities before her friend looked up from the oo s e was reading. At first she was dazed by the interruption, and her red- illfllgled SYGS betrayed the fact that she had been reading steadily ever since boltgyvhy did You Skip Geology lecture, Myrna? I thought you'd used all your I d g',I1elen! What time is it? O-Have I cut Geology! What on earth shall o . . Swiftly there passed through Myrna's mind the remembrance of the scene with her father before her departure for college her Freshman year. Thomas Sibley, a druggist, seldom interfered with the plans of his children, but, when he did, no one disputed him. He had said to Myrna quite firmly, Remember, Myrna, that, though I see no sense in your having a college education anyway, I shan't make any objections as long as you take at least one science course every semester. You must do that much to please me. Myrna had faithfully endured this hardship for two years, but by the bef ginning of the third she had fully decided just what things interested her, and among them science was not included. She was deeply interested in rhetoric and literature and had discovered that she had quite a little talent for writing. The ultra-modern writers won her most passionate admiration, and her highest ambition was to reveal the gloomy realities of life, simply and artistically. In order to include all the subjects she desired to take she had received special permission from the dean of women for two and a half hours of extra work. Then, greatly pressed for time, she had developed a strong hatred for Geology. Helen interrupted her gloomy reverie. You'll be kicked out of class. Randall gives no favors, not even to the people he likes. And I'm quite sure you're no favorite of his. If I'm kicked out, there'll be an awful row. But don't worry, my special permission will save me from that. They'll make me drop my book reviewing course or something else instead. And I'm getting so much out of Professor Kane's classesg he is so interesting. The only chance I can think of is to go and see Randall and ask him not to report the cut. Well, my dear, said Helen, I wish you lots of luck in that, but I don't believe you can do it. Let's go get some Cokes at the Yellow Parrot. Even her daily Coca Cola failed to cheer Myrna, and on her way back to the Delta Gamma house she decided to try the plan of seeing Professor Randall. The next morning Professor Randall's consultation hour was nearly over when he saw a tiresome looking young woman enter his office. She was dressed in black which, though gloomy, was rather smart. Her mourning was further accentuated by a thick coat of very white powder on her face and dark circles, which were not artificial, around her enormous eyes., Ah, Miss-? I ' Hsibley. fm in your Geology class lecture periods at three o'clock, Monday and Thursday. ' O yes. What can I do for you, Miss Sibley? Inwardly Professor Randall remembered that he intended to give her a D. Twenty-three - A.