Oran High School - Oranite Yearbook (Oran, MO)

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lIDHI!17l!.l.lI mmTlll!Mlm'lWWUmDmHlwiMLWEIWEl 1MtEgiIjl h7Ufl Oh, don't tell me that, Radimanthusf' she cried. my poor heart is breaking. Why can't you marry me? Deliberately telling a falsehood I blurted out, Miss Mann, I am a somnambulist. Miss Mann seemed puzzled. She reflected for a moment, and finally said, That's all right. If there isn't a church here of that kind we can be married by a justice of the peace. Being astounded and appalled by her display of ignorance I fled. Stayed home the rest of the after- noon. I congratulated myself for my timely escape. Having been so nearly married I could almost hear the epithalamium. I retired at eight o'clock. Dared not go to church for fear of having to escort home some woman, who was inclined toward the state of matrimony. Monday morning dawned clear and bright. I arose at my usual hour, ate breakfast and went to town. At ten o'clock I went to the postoffice and asked for my mail. To my utmost surprise a letter decorated with the calligraphy of a woman was handed to me. Carefully opened it only to find a statement demand- ing an account long past due. I lunched down town at twelve o'clock. Remained in town all afternoon. At six started home, and seeing a woman, who looked like a man hunter, coming down the street, I crossed a lawn to get out of her way. I was arrested for trespassing and fined ten dollars and the costs. I did not begrudge the money. Tuesday morning I awoke with misgivings. I went thru my usual routine of morning work mechanically. Started to town at ten o'clock. Saw a woman and a dog coming toward me, and as this time I had no avenue of escape, I was forced to meet her. I am sure she looked at me queerly, almost pleadingly. But I immediately regained my poise and ease for I reflected that a string with a dog on one end and a woman on the other should remind one that neither the dog nor the string was to blame. Nothing eventful happened that afternoon, and you can rest assured that I kept out of the way of the peculiar sex. That night I spent an hour in deep study. I con- cluded Helen owland was right when she said, Noth- ing will carry a man so far away from a woman as a new train of thot-started by the signal in another wo- man's eyes. Wednesday morning I became more hopeful, and began to realize that all the world was not queer after all. At nine o'clock I started to town. Passing a hand- some dwelling I heard someone, a woman I correctly surmised, crying. A woman's tears are the greatest waterpower known to man. Forgetting my timidity I went in. I saw a woman sobbing as if her heart was breaking. I went up to her and said consolingly, There little girl, don't cry, they have broken your heart, I know, -She cast her scintillating and corus- cating eyes up at me and replied softly and soothingly, You old reprobate, you base intruding idiot, get out of here. Can't you see I am only rehearsing. I left immediately. Spent the afternoon in I. Skinems store playing checkers. Lost every game to the poorest player in town. I have misapprehensions and I think if this continues much longer I will surely lose my wits. Thursday. I. M. Married, a good friend of mine, persuaded me to spend the day with his family. There was a surprise for me. I was introduced to Miss Rhoda Dendron. She was a beautiful, graceful, delicate, re- fined and effeminate woman, a specimen of perfect .4 al 1'WYll'llAl-lil If Tl ll ll I ll Fl Z 2 E Q I 5 i E 2 I 5 i s ll mmmmummumm mmEnnmmELSmFumrmMmmlMul:uu Y T Rmi...rulIn1Q3,5NmiiM5f -- ' F' -.ini'E?.uuu1n1.ummiumuuim.u.-1uumulmlm'mmuuiuLm1u1u.:ulilulmumlmn1nnrnzuriiu it-5

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