Rockville High School - Retrospect Yearbook (Rockville, IN)

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EIGHT to exploze the regions of Miss Edge- woi'this back yard; where he had raised such a cummotion among the hens that Miss Etlgeworth had come scurrying in. Fligmmtly to their rescue, only to find that they were beset by an ugly little beast which paid about as much attenv tien to hex- commands of ttGet, get, you horrible thing! as to a bug. Finding orders did rm good, Miss Edigeworth had pelted him With numerous small stones tgnthered for such purposesi until he had quitted her establishment with yelps of puiuy which misery on the part of his pet had called Mr. Angell to Miss Edgewol'th's tloor, where he had been assailed by such a. tornado of words, that he secetly vowed he Would keep Fritz :it home, if he had to chain him. ' Things in general, moved on in about the same way with the usual biekerings, until one suhshiny day in June, when Tabby, Miss Edgeworth's bigl dignifieth cat; was interrupted in her orderly bathing by Fritz, Which at first tor- mented her by his short, quick barks, but finding this had no effect, he edg- ed slowly up behind her. Tahbyt un- willing to exert her strength upon such an adversary, scrambled up a plum tree nearby, where by her angry; mews and: the yippings of Fiitz, Miss Edgeworth was brought to the door. So great Was her exasperation that, regardless of all noise, she telephoned Mr. Angell, whn was at home from his office that day. to come and take from her sight and presence that horiible beast. UFm sorry Fritz came here again, he said as soon as he had arrived. AI assure you, I had locked him in his kennelfi Yes, she flared, ttYou look sorry. Kennel! kennel what are these new- fangled dog boxes good for, anyway? Now, When I lived out on the farm With Pa and Ma, when we wanted to fasten a. dog, we just locked him in the THE HOOSIER wnothshed! Besides, we hml- nary a dag like this one! Whyl Maybe Tabbieis constitution is ruined for life. I wish yould just look at her tail, how big and puffed up it is! Oh, dear, to think I canit be protected from my own neighe borsi Well, take your mad pup and go homeJ bein's you camt do anythingiy Mr. Angell went. The next day, while Miss Edgeworth Wis quietly sewing by the window faeA ing the gray housg she was frightened almost out of her wits by hearing from the topmost mum of the gray domicile, two yelps of pain and a long drawn moan as of a dog which was about to die. Forgetting all her resentments of the day befo:e and knowing the owner of the dog was absent, she rushed to Mr. Angcll's home, where after running through many rooms, she finally reached one with a key in its door. Going in her eyes searched eagerly around the room until they lit upon a little heap on the floor. Dropping to her knees, she eximined the body of the little Chg, finding a leg broken. Just then, Fritz, with a little moan, opened his eyes and looked at her with such an expression of gratitude and friendliness that bitter tears of humili- ation swelled up in her own eyes at the memoiy of yesterday. Now, she quick- ly, but kindly lifted 'Fritz from the floor hugged him to her bosom and carried him to her own home, after tenderly binding his leg, she placed him in a soft basket. In the meantime Mr. Angeli had come home and, finding Fritz absent, had hurried to Miss Edgeworthls, fearing for his life; but instead of being greet- ed with angry words, Miss Edgeworth, with a warning to be silent led him to the basket, where Fritz lay, The little dog had just awakened from :1 nap and was gazing with a friendly ex- pression on Tabbie, which returned his glance with an equal amount of friend-

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THE HOOSIER SEVEN our greatest task is to be a goodi loser; to show the world the spirit which we would have had had we been the vietor, that of ttnever say die. Of course it is head. The philq pher Ives said, ttIt is hru'LI to do the things we do not wish to do,- to eeeept what is evidently for em own good, yet the:ein lies true greatness. CHAPEL On Wednesday; Mageh 18, Rev, G gs, formerly iof the Roekvilie Christian church, spoke before the High School Assembly Rev. Giiggs is now pastor of the Christian Church of Jamestown, Indinnn, where he is soon to reside The topic of his message was HThe Creseroi-d Puzzle of Lifefi The three words dwelt upon were kindness, Verac- wnd faith, He brought Out the p057 ' of getting the wrong word in our puzzle; for instance, we are apt to get capacity instead of veracity or doubt instead -nt' fnitlg and g0 half way through life before noting our mis- tnke. I .nn sure that everyone obtained something of value from his message. Mr. Griggs has tnlked to 113 times this year and we sineegely regret seve ral that We shall not have the privilege of hearing him again. The members of the thkville High school wish Rev. Griggs the greatest possible success in his new work. MARY ELEANOR SWAIM. A very interesting and impressive talk was given us on April 22 .by the pastor 011 the Christian church, Mr. Cutrell. His message inspired us to HAim High, since everyone who sue- eeeds must have a high ideal to be reached, Various Were given to illustaiten the most impressive being the one which compared Ernest in the Great Stone Faee, to ourselves and the Great Face to Which we should: ever leek, the face of the Christ. comparisons On April 21 the High School was de- lightfully entertained by Miss Alice Butler, who spoke on Various phases of Chinese life Their customs, speech, educational system and their view point towaEd the American people were very interesting. We hope we will have the privilege of henring Miss Butler again soon. FRITZ'S PART Miss Edgeworth, 2111 old maid with ironrgrny hnir and stern blue eyes, was just a slender slip of a woman with an unruly texnpein Stanton Avenue in a little white house which was completely overshadowed by a large g ny dwelling to the right, Where there Iiied an old bachelor whose name Was Mr. Angeli, but to Miss Edg'eworth, he was anything but an angel. He Was, She lived on however, a Very kindly man with twinkling brown eyes and broad feat- most and was esteemed by everyone excepting, of course, Miss Enligeworth. Ever since Mr. Angell had moved in- to the large gray house two years ago, there had been a sort of civil war be tween himself and his neighbor. Even on that first day Mr. Angelhs little dog, Fritz, upon being let out of the car at the front door, had made a dash

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THE HOOSIER NlNl'l liness. Miss Edgeworth, with frequent interruptions, had just finished telling Fritzls story when Mr, Angeli said, Pm sure I don't know how to thank you, but if you will help a bit, Fritz and I Will go home.,7 NNO, Illdtedl you wont! she replied. ttWhy, I woulllnlt think of moving Fritz for six weeks. You just stay for a bit of supper. PM have it in a jiffyfl So Mr. Angell, with a wink at FritzY accepted the invitation and stayed to an alzlufashioned supper like Ma used to cock out on the farm. DOROTHY JEFFRIES. MOTHEIPS DAY tJust think, Betty, tomorrow is Motlr erls Day and I havenlt bought a thing yet and havenlt any idea what to buy. Bob got her candy and Paul sent flowers, and I always get either of these every year. Could you give me some idea? If not, letls run down town and hunt for something. HWellf said Rose, ttI bought mother roses, but Ilm sure I cnn't give you any new idea, so letls see what we can find, at the stores. Little Margaret Daley, but nine yeu's old, was standing along the sidewalk, where she hadl finislioll sclling her pil- pers, and overhead the conversation between the two high school girls. AfV tor they had moved on down the street a lump rose in the little girl's throat and she said to herself, HI wonder if I could buy anything with this two cents for my mother for Motherls Day! Al- Though I know I should buy a loaf of b:eml for breakfast I've never had the feeling that I suppose goes with giving mother a gift. The next few minutes found little Margaret in a downtown ten cent store examining first this and then that article but everything was either five 01' ten- cents. Several people wondered what a little waif, bareheaded and with a ragged dress on couldv be doing pushing a:aund Ahere and there With such a business- like look on her face. Just as the little girl had about given up hopes of finding a gift to suit her price a box of cards caught her eye, and on examining them she found them to be greetings for Motherls Day, the price being two and three centst She picked one up. The pictuze 0n the front, with a mother praying While her babes were gathered aroundl pleased- her so well that she took it. lS-he paid the clerk and took the small but much valued gift home being care- ful to secrete it under some old books for the night. The next day dawned clear and beau- tiful. Margaret Was the first of the chiltl-i'en to get up. When her motherls back wag turned she slipped the err velope under her plate. As they all sat down to the very scanty breakfast, the mother noticed the envelope. And when she opened it and read the printing, one could see tears dimly appeal- in her eyes. Gath- eJing all her clliltl-ren around her she l'elll to them the Verse written on the card, Which was this: KtAs I havenlt the money to spend, For a gift Ild like to send, I don't know how to make My love for you more clear Than to say I truly love you, Mother dean Then she saill, v'Mai-garet, my child. youlll never know the joy this has brought to me your motherl It lus spurred me into working all the harder for my chilll-x-eu, that my girls may some day be Uloving mothers and my son a wloving father. As Mazgaret went about that Sunday morning delivering her papers she was happier than she had been for a. long time. ttTo think, she said tthow my mother