Peru High School - Narcissus Yearbook (Peru, IN)

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a few hours, go to the train and meet Mr. George, jr., bring him out to the basket ball game, show him about the college, and take him back to the sta- tion in time to catch the 5:20 train. I wasn't so stuck on the plan myself, but hated for Fluffy to miss the house party. Therefore, at one-thirty this afternoon I found myself strolling leisurely along the road to Kenelton Station. I smiled now and then, wondering what you girls would think of the B. doing such a rash thing, but consoled myself with the thought that I was about to go through all the agony for Fluffy's sake. At a turn in the road I met Miss Carter returning from the station look- ing very much disappointed. She had gone to meet her brother fa Yale manj, who had intended coming out for the game, but hadn't arrived. I tried to comfort her with the hope that he might come on the next train. She only shook her head and said that he had said if he didnlt come on this train she shouldn't expect him. It must be awfully nice to have a brother to care that much about. I did not have long to wait at the depot. Four passengers got off at Kenelton. First a woman and a little boy, then an old man, and last, but not least, a tall, dark-complexioned young man, much younger than I had expected to see. 'Here my courage gave way for a moment. I hardly knew what to do next. However, I walked up to him and said laughingly, Why, George, is it possible you didn't know me? He turned, blushed slightly, smiled, then'laughed and said, holding out his hand, I beg your pardon. I'm afraid that I'll have to admit that I didn't. After that it wasn't quite so hard. I never talked so much in one after- noon in my life, and that's saying a great deal. Once I ventured to ask him how Aunt Lula was. I was sure Fluffy had called her that. He said he believed I 'must have made a mistake. fPeggy, it was dreadful.j I assured him, however, that of course I didn't 'mean Aunt Lula, but his mother. He said she was quite well. Two or three times during the afternoon he looked at me strangely as if he wanted to say something, but I didn't give him a chance fpoor fellowj. I was so afraid- he was going to ask me about the family I knew nothing about. He seemed to enjoy the outdoor basket ball game. It was a grand one, grander still because We won. It was right after the game that I excused myself a minute to run over and give Helen a good, hard squeeze for that last sidelong fling of the ball that brought it home in the basket. Returning, I saw him leaning against an elm tree, gazing at somebody coming up the walk, and even as I looked a little figure in white came running up to him. It did not take a second glance to tell me it was Miss Carter. She held out her hand and said, Why, George Carter, you naughty brother, where were you during the game? I didn't see you. -I1 V-. ---yi

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p, l l L. wivf fig 61? 'WP , L, EQ Te, .1-35 eww'-xg ji, f3f?'fQZ'3 v 1 If .Q 'built gi 6 5 ililgiilf 50 ' 'Tv I M - I ' fi 1 'o Ya- .igzgfi gl I QV , , gh' ' Q' Ii' ' If m f, . T he K, ' 1 3 'N , I M U A 'L .4 QA letter written by a graduate of the Peru High School of '08, now attending College in the East, to one of '09.j ' ALLISON HALL. May 22, 1909. Dearest Margaret:- I suppose you think I never get homesick to hear from you, you naughty, frivolous Peggy. Are you aware of the fact that you owe me at least three letters? I'm the busiest B. and should at this very moment be cramming for a Greek exam. Monday instead of writing to you. I had the funniest adventure today and hardly know whether to laugh or cry when I think of it. Yesterday afternoon about 3:30 I came up from the Lab. and began studying like mad on my Trig. for next period, when into the room like a cyclone swept my adorable Fluffy and tragically handed me a special delivery letter. It was from a long-forgotten cousin of hers, George Maxwell, Jr., whom she declared she had not seen since she was a child, and had forgotten completely how he looked. She believed she had heard her mother say that he was tall, of dark complexion and rather good looking. He wrote from New York City, saying he was on his way home to Los Angeles, Cal., after spending the winter abroad, and was going to run out and see Fluffy the next day. He would come on the train that arrives here 2:10 p. m. Now, Fluffy had been studying her dear little head nearly off in order to get away to attend a house party to be given in Newport. She had in- tended to start on the 6:04 train, not to return until Tuesday. The letter consequently brought all preparations to a standstill, and she had come to me for advice. I thought hard for a. little while, and at last hit upon a plan, and I'll say right here that I never hit upon a more foolish one. That very afternoon'Miss Carter, our new French teacher Qa dear, by the wayj, had called me Miss Turpin and then apologized, saying Fluffy and I looked so much alike she got us confused. I might be Miss Turpin for IB-

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1-vviwv Y iv.----if -v .7 v. ,Y -W iv This was too much for the B. I made one dash for the dormitory. On my table lay a telegram addressed to Fluffy. I knew it was from that horrid cousin of hers, so I tore it open and read as follows: Sorry to disappoint you. Was detained in city on business. Will leave tonight for Cal. GEORGE MAXWELL, JR. Of course it was all plain enough now. I had merely gotten hold of the wrong fellow, whose name happened to be George. I don't know what the moral to this is unless, B's sometimes get stung themselves, look out if you're a Bee. Well, Peggy, I must get to work on that Greek. Now, some of these nice days, when you are sitting in the old upper assembly, with nothing much to do, just put aside your books and write a nice, long letter to your honey, B. ., ' Iifqg 1. if B ' . .I ,I- .N-...gn I Nels. 40,1 - .swixaef-S 5, 2' senses: ' ' ,v. ' A ' ' -F 7 Y Y ,NW K 1 xr- l1a. . is -sill' C 362' 18-