Providence Technical High School - Review Yearbook (Providence, RI)

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96 THE TECH REVIEW 1928 and played now and then at social func- tions. Then capricious Fate intervened. The stock market had taken one of those sud- den changes, that no one who isn’t on the inside can possibly comprehend, and left Paul’s father practically penniless. What could they do! It was pretty late in Mr. Lorring’s life for him to start over again. Paul wrote and told her what they would do! He would have to forsake his architectural work and become a profes- sor, and Patricia must leave college and teach. Jolie felt very, very sorry but Paul had seemed remote from her for some time. What could she do about it ? Deep down in her heart she knew what she could do, but she dosed her heart up tight and would not look into it. One spring day she was out rid- ing in her little green roadster with Rolf beside her; the buds were bursting, the robins voicing their liquid notes and the sky was blue—so blue! They went for a long ride into the country, for Jolie wanted some early spring flowers for specimens in botany. When they were returning to the city it was dusk. As she wheeled into Tremont Street, she struck someone or something. There was no noise except the grinding of her brakes. She turned white with fear and apprehension as she stepped out of her car. Oh, that buzzing crowd! Those glaring headlights! and, there crumpled near the curbing was a man. She thought she was going to scream, she felt faint, but this was no time to faint! She had him lifted into the car and she drove him to the hospital. She left Rolf behind to answer questions. In a daze she manipu- lated the car, turned corners, obeyed traf- fic signals. Something drove her on—on —she never knew afterward how she made it, but at last she arrived. The next morning an account of the accident was in the paper, and the victim was Paul! Paul Lorring! She imme- diately called the hospital and learned he was as well as might be expected. In the afternoon, all white and trembling she went to see him. The nurse opened the door, and there he was, lying with his face away from her, his head and right arm wrapped in bandages. She went over to him. “Paul, darling!” “Jolie, is that you?”—and then—and then, he smiled. “Oh, Paul, that we should be brought together so. It’s—it’s awful! Are you badly hurt? Your drawing hand, too! Oh, forgive me, Paul, I didn’t know how much you meant to me, until, until—oh you’re splendid—splendid ! Suppose 1 had lost you—for always! But I haven’t r —I haven’t, Paul, and now that I have you I’m going to keep you forever!” Paul didn’t answer but turned his head away. Jolie checked her tears and a great sob shook her being as she asked in a low, toneless voice: “Don’t you love me any more, Paul?” He turned to her and gripped her hand. “Love you! Love you? My God, I’m starved for you, Jolie—Jolie—” As spring progressed and warm, sunny days became more numerous Paul re- gained his strength little by little and his arm began slowly to knit. The doctor said if things went along as they had been going, his arm would be as good as new again and he could draw once more. When Paul was well enough, Jolie in- sisted that he and Patricia spend a few weeks at her summer place. One day, Patricia kissed Jolie on the cheek and told her Paul was waiting out in the or- chard to say something to her. She looked like an apple blossom herself as she went to him through the trees. He slipped his

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1928 THE TE “Each dawn brings a new day, and each new day a new opportunity to begin again.” Ab! that was it. She must make a new beginning, seek a new deal and work bard to make up for lost time. So Jobe be- came a Junior and worked diligently at her studies. She was well rewarded by her report card. Wasn’t it a wonderful feeling to be really doing well? To have people say: “I knew you could do it if you really wanted to?” To feel that warm glow down in your heart, and to be proud of what you bad done ? By the time Jobe bad become a Senior, she was an accomplished musician. She played the piano with a clearness of tone, a finished technique; she carressed the keys into a movement blending with her own mood, creating an atmosphere in which she and her listeners were lost to all save the subtle melody, the thought the music conveyed. Ab! A Senior has so many things to do, so much to see, bear, read, so many places to go—why it seemed she bad never lived before. Still she continued to progress in her studies; she was an honor pupil. She made the basketball team and was the leading lady in the Senior Play. Then she graduated; and Paul graduated from Dartmouth, an honor student and a promising student of architecture. One summer evening, when the moon sailed high in the heavens, and the waves lapped gently on the shore, and the warm night air was laden with perfume wafted from flowers, now gone to sleep, Paul looked at Jolie a long, long time and said softly: “You wouldn’t let me kiss you, would you,Jobe?” And Jobe at last lifted the veiling mists H REVIEW 95 from her eyes and answered: “Try it and see.” The next year was a busy one for Jobe. She went to Simmons and bad a glorious time. She kept up her fine records in college, and made many new acquaint- ances. Paul showed marked talents as an architect and gave promise of becom- ing famous in bis chosen work. He saw Jobe as often as be could make the trip to Boston, which trips became less fre- quent as time passed. Only one thing marred her complete happiness—Patricia went to Wellesley, but they saw each other at least once a month and they ex- changed daily letters concerning the ac- tivities of their respective colleges. At the Junior Prom, Jobe met Rolf; he was dark and handsome and went to B. U. l ie had an aunt who lived in Jobe’s home town; so when the holidays came, they drove down in Jobe’s green roadster. They had a joyous time during the vaca- tion at home, she and Patty and Paul and Rolf. They got along splendidly together and made a jolly foursome, until one night when Paul took Jolie by the should- ers and said: “Is it true you care for Rolf. Jobe?” She became quite indignant and an- swered : “Well, really, Paul, you haven’t any strings on me have you?” Immediately she realized how she had hurt him but then the others came in, and she couldn’t say anything more. Later— but she had no opportunity later, and the next day she went back to college. She was a Senior now, and life was one whirl of gayeties. She felt truly sorry for the girl who could not avail herself of a college education. The studies were so interesting; she was majoring in chem- istry. She also continued to study music

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1928 THE TECH REVIEW 97 arm around her waist and smiling into her eyes told her that tilings were coming his way. “Dad—well Dad’s regained at least part of his money in an oil deal and— well that’s not all, Jolie, my drawing was selected from hundreds of others for the new library.” “Isn’t that wonderful! Why you didn’t even tell me you had submitted a plan.” “1 know, but vou see I didn’t want to disappoint you, if mine were not accepted. I knew it would be a great surprise to you if it were. It means so much to me, Jolie. I’ve really got my start now, and by keeping at it I can go far—far—” “It means so much to me too, Paul. I’m so glad. But. darling, how came you to he in Boston that—that night?” “I had come to find you, Jolie, the real you—” “Kiss me, Paul.” THE END r I 3 5 5 5 '5 5 8 1 | I 5 X 5 3 8 8 $ I 0 0 0 0 0 x0 0 jC CX C C = = 1 ‘‘EVERYTHING TO HELP YOUR GAME” BASEBALL SPORTING GOODS COLITZ HARDWARE 735 Westminster Street Providence, R. I. We Shall Be Pleased to Quote on Your Requirements Furnishing the “Wilson Line” BALLS, GLOVES, SHOES— BATS, 25% Discount to Tech Students “Three Cents a Day To Chase the Blues Away” PEKING Lending, Libraries 203 Broad Street Around the Corner from Summer METAL CRAFTS GIFT SHOP Inexpensive Gifts in Metal Hand Wrought Jewelry, Silver, Copper, Brass, Pewter, Bronze, Iron Things of Utility that giro Pleasure A Large and Attractive Display for You To Choose From We Repair Anything MADE IK METAL 37 ABORN STREET 5 8 | 3 | 8 3 8 3 3 | 3 8 xrx c=xxo:xzx J