Peru High School - Narcissus Yearbook (Peru, IN)

Page 21 text:

irq..-l. She'll do, but she certainly is queer. She's not going? I asked in alarm. No, but she has all the symptoms. She seemed pleasant enough when I told her about the work. Then I took her to her room. When I went into the kitchen just now she looked very persimmonyf' It's your imagination, I suggested, it's her way. Yes, and it's been the way with twenty-two of them, said Beth. That afternoon we took a long walk in the park to get up our appetites. We came home through the cold, brisk twilight, anxious for our dinner, and looking forward to a quiet, comfortable evening. I wonder why Kate hasn't lighted the gas, observed Beth, as we en- tered the hall. I suppose she has been busy with the turkey. Beth went back to see how the dinner was progressing and a moment later I heard her frantically calling: Ned, Ned, come here quick. What's the matter? I shouted, running down the hall. Kate's left. Read this. She handed me a piece of paper. This place doesn't suit. Beth, we are bewitchedg there is a spook somewhere. I'm going to investigate. I took a candle and examined the dumbwaiter, but there was nothing spooky about the kitchen. The door of the servant's room was open and in- side everything was orderly. I looked in the closet and finding nothing wrong, was about to depart, when some writing on the under side of the shelf attracted my attention. Holding the candle so that I could get a good light and with Beth looking over my shoulder, I read this warning to domestics: The Missis is fair. The master wears six pairs of cuffs a week and kicks if they ain't stiff. Better git. Jane O'Holligan. There's our spook, I said. V .Q .. ,A, A...-.........- .4.- -.A. A...... ,Wim ,L H ..,, I -sf-J f'-wlfixvng-gvfv--7v1--it-ffv-nj'

Page 20 text:

4 ,.,,,,h v , , .. Y .V . ,. i Y... ,, -.v-rv.-- 23 GW' I E f iii? 3753 W ,Y Z-ll? f IU' Elia x Z .J .film m f fi 5 ni. -xv. ,I -s f ' A Ze ia- 51:1 of-.1-i- r ,, : I ' pi s, .4 QE , -if I3 L4 . V., -, ...., a.,...i LQ. , r- P - ll! ' . LA A Vi- S w . 4 5-1' M IL' a n .,f- :Z '15 l lllvll l I if x '. ' ftf. 'r' I-' 11 jtiiflffgglai E GQ Wffjiff A .1 ' 2 1, ' ' '- .3 , .-f-,iQ:icQ1g5.ag.vH,- t ,fgif 5 ' ' l ll ll! l x 1 . .T '- 521 ,. ..-Gif fl' 1 , Z hu . L I If 'r :.-:'f'-fff5'f 13f1iif2T'1 2.2l2'.? 52 I . 'W if 14 . ' , fl I ,!, ,Lf c . - . '.,',.-.:53Qg'4.iti,'2x . 1 mel,- L 'pl 1 4 1 jj! I- i 0 I ' h r. ' -vfgi ,ill E525-: ,T:2'L:1. my , ll E sf e if - 5,95 ' I ii ' 'i 4. fiive If I' .uri , ' W ' Y r T5 5 , f . 'AHJT . A f , 1 if ' 233, - .. ll ' ,M , ,J , ,A if ,Q ,Z ,. ,gm w 1 1 V t - 1 , sf.--, ,Q Beth came into the library of our little apartments and threw herself on the box couch which concealed her best gowns and said: Ned, I'm discouragedf' Why? I asked, looking over my paper. Bridget is going, answered Beth dismally. We had been flat keeping only a little over a year and during all that time had suffered from a malignant attack of maid, Twenty-two varieties had come with a smile from the office and after a few days, stay in our kitchen four record was three weeks and four daysj had departed with a sulky Good-bye, Mum. Well, what are we to do ?', I asked after a solemn silence. I'm sure I don't know, sighed Beth, rolling a cushion and sticking it under her elbow. Do you think, dear, you manage the maids just right? Manage them? I manage them just like Nell Parker manages hers. I don't manage them at all. They won't be managed. I get down on my knees to them, wade through dust and answer the bell half of the time myself. They get their afternoons off and Sunday evenings, too, you know we always get tea ourselves. Well, it can't be my fault, Beth. I seldom see themf, And then, seeing she was hurt, I added: It's nobody's fault, just hard luck, Beth. We must do something today. What do you say to my trying to find a maid F The news office was closed, but I found the manager and got the ad- dress ofa maid he said was just the kind we wanted. She was a hardy look- ing woman of about thirty-five, who after several of the regular questions, such as Have you any children ? and Do you keep a dog? consented to come. Beth met us at the door and after turning over my find I went into the library to read. How do you like the new maid ? I asked Beth as she came into the room just before lunch. 22- -0-, 4 , 4. i. A - A., - Alma... W.- M. .

Page 22 text:

Viva---5-v --Q -l- ,-ns ,Wa-llfxlulf va - ' 4-v 'ifvfl Iv! F:- X ' i- N Wm V, 2 il ' - 4 N' F' 52. J if lb - ' Qt W af' ' 1 1 ' , fl. -- . n , gf ff A f . 4, ' ' 'fix X 4 ' f fai fi Ba 1 'R , xl if , ' 1 1 fi 1 i vii. .mf h ey ,jfggp-.effb -. J Ll l Q -sh, q,,lg,, ' bra?-' ' TS .assi V ' I4 gif . 09 - -xg, -3 - ' gg: -.3 ' R 5 JM- -. 1 ' l. , .n ,A,,.., W., -x X , . ' f N f ...fl 1 2 1 .... .1 ik fhyiaigiilllwg., Q .atm - F-.LL 24'- Fame dwells not in the valley low, Where pleasure doth abide, Where those who travel easy ways May court her as they ride. She sits upon a mountain high, Whose sides are rough and steep, Where those who win her laurels true With pain and toiling creep. Fame hands not out her laurels true To him who simply stands And gazes idly upwards long, With idle outstretched hands. No! He who wins her laurels true Must work and strive and climb, Must pay for them in labor just, Self-sacrifice and time. Climb, schoolmates, up the mountain steep Though weary be the wayg The strength that comes with tolling hard Itself alone will pay. For fame sits on a mountain high, Mid Heaven's ethereal blue, And there, with eager, outstretched hands, She waits to welcome you. A., - ,...4---.-rr ,.- ..,..,,.. , .'. i