Piedmont High School - Tris Yearbook (Piedmont, WV)

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PHA17 I ' 5 q 25 I But mother, Ruth dropped her fork in her excitement, Ella had a collar on her coat exactly like mine and mine was lost. How was I to know? Then a certain memory stabbed her. How was May to know that she had not taken her notebook. She told her mother and father about the miserable afternoon she had spent and she finished by saying: I'm going straight to Ella and apologize, and she went out of the room in a minute. Fifteen minutes later Ruth returned and said, Ella made things all :right and then I went and called up May. We're friends again. Ruth paused for a second and then added: I am going to reap a different har- vest from now on, and she did. MARY POWERS '25 water I am the mountain stream that leaps and brawls In the depths of which the trout love to play, Along my banks many vines love to crawl Snaring children and forcing them to stay. I am the cloud which floats above so white To be turned to red by the setting sun, Looking down on farms and lakes in my flight When men turn from the fields with their work done. I am the river that foams, frets and snarls, Or flows peacefully along smiling blue, Making petty things of all men's quarrels, Testing them to see whether they are true. I am the ocean full of many moods, Now tossed about by the storms passing o'er. I hold on my bosom the vessels crude, While above are the birds which reel and soar. I am. the snow which is white as fleece, Giving all things a strange, fantastic cast, Affecting actions of many a beast Coming with the herald of blizzards blast. I have served the many wishes of man The precious fluid which turns all lands green, Since ages ago this planet began, The fruits of which men are anxious to glean. Page ninety-tfwl

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El abruptly, Where did you find Miss Clark's note book? I don't understand, faltered Ruth in a frightened manner. Four days ago Miss Clark's note book disappeared. She immediately reported the loss to me. I urged her to keep it a secret, thinking the book had been mislaid. She gave me a list of the notes the book contained. Here Miss White paused and held up the two essays, then she continued: These two essays were both written about a trip through a paper mill, and it seems to me that one is original, the other copied. Miss 'Clark has visit- ed the mill, her note book is lost and her work bears every mark of orig- inality, while yours is a poor imitation. What have you to say? Ruth straightened and looked directly into May's eyes and asked: Do you think I have stolen your note book ? May answered rather nervously: I think that you just borrowed it. Then ,Ruth spoke again: I didn't know the book was lost. It is true that I asked May to lend me her note book and when she refused I was ang- ry, far too angry to see that she was right. That night I spent two hours at the paper mill and I never dreamed that May would select that particular subject for her essay this week. The fact that her work seems original and mine copied is easily explained by the difference in our abilities as writ- ers. You may call the superintendnt and learn whether I am telling you the truth or not. It is true I hate to write, but I am no thief. Miss White and May both felt responsible for the unjust accusation made. Then May asked: But what could have become of my note book? I didn't take it home. You certainly did have the book when you went out of the room, an- swered Ruth and then said to Miss White: You know how May is about her desk, her lessons, her everything, she can't bear to see anything out of wplace. She probably went straight home that day and being through with the book returned it to its proper place thoughtlesslyf' May spoke sympathetically: I remember now, Miss White, I know exactly where it is. Oh, Ruth, can you ever forgive me? Ruth entirely ignored the question. All thru the afternoon Ruth was so angry she could hardly wait 'till the dismissal bell rang, but at last it.did ring, and she hurried home before any of the girls said anything to her. On reaching home she went straight to her room and tried to study, but she couldn't, so she got up and went over to her bed and lay down. She went to sleeup and when she awoke she wondered what time it was. Look- ing at her watch she realized it was time for supper. She immediately went down stairs. Her father and mother were already at the table, so she sat down and began eating. During the meal her mother said: Ruth, I found your lace collar that you were so sure Ella fthe maidj had taken. I have not told her that it is found, as you were the one who accused her. I thought it was only right that you should go to her yourself. Poor Ella has had a hard day of it. Pay: ninety-one

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