Salina High School - Trail Yearbook (Salina, KS)

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sidered the best in town. After twelve o’clock there was to be a con- test to see which couple were the best dancers. It being leap year the girls were to choose their partners. At last twelve o’clock came. do for everything.” “Yes, I guess I’ll get Mr. TiMothy for my partner, “ remarked another laughing. Then to the amazement of all, Jane vralked over to where Tim was and got him for her pardner. “What does she mean? She knows she can ' t get the prize now. ’ ’ “Oh well, we’ll see some fun, maybe”. Jane was talking and laughing with Tim, awaiting the beginning of the dance. There were three prizes to be given, one to the couple of best waltzers, another to the couple that danced thetwostep best, and a third to the couple that danced the schottische the best. The judg- es had taken their seats and the music had begun. Tim and Jane glided off. Every eye was fixed on them. The spectators gasped in their astonishment. He, Tim, did not dance like a pig on ice; he danced perfectly without a misstep. “Eook at that hobo dance.” “Guess Jane knew what she was going” “Well I wondered,” — “Isn’t he great?” These were some of the remarks that followed. The prize for the waltzers was given to Mr. Tim Jefferson and Miss Jane Howard. Next was the two-step; the prize was taken by the same couple. The prize for the schottische was awarded to them, too. Jane and Tim walked to their seats amid great applause. People seemed to have changed their minds about Tim; thej r crowded about shaking his hands both at once. Even the girls apologized to Jane for their rudeness. Tim stayed at his cousin’s two weeks longer and then returned to Arkansas. Many are the stories he tells now to his chums of his visit and his ‘ ' girl back East. ’ ’ The girls do not giggle any more when Jane Howard speaks blushinglv of Tim Jefferson of Arkansas, but rather they look at her enviously. Roscoe Robinson, ' 12

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and she looked away and smiled. “We have some powerful heavy rains down home,” continued Tim, thinking he had made a pretty good start. ‘‘One night Ma and sister Pol got caught and had to stay all night in an old cow- shed Ha! Ha! Ha!. That was about two year ago.” They had now come to the club house where the party was to be held. L,uck seemed against the stranger. Just as he stepped into the room and all eyes were turned upon him, his foot caught some thing and down came Timothy stretching his full length on the floor. An audible giggle went around, but the silence that followed was equally audible, for Jane — dignified, much admired Jane, had risen to the occasion. She gave them all one quick glance of scorn and reached out her hand encouragingly to the sprawling form. After that during the first part of the evening Tim got along like a hero. When supper time came, however, could Tim find his girl? Ah! I’m afiaid not, Tim. He had scarcely looked at heron the way up there and h id not even glanced at her since he came in: he was too busy picking himself up at first and afterwards too busy keeping from falling again. No wonder he couldn’t find her, though, even had he looked at her. Molly Davis had bought a new spring pattern and every girl in town hid borrowed itjtonight every girl was there arrayed in a pink or blu e princess gown. Tim, however, hunted up Joe and had him point out Jane to him. Tim was still a little confused and as luck would have it he got the one sitting next to Jane, but no one noticed the error but Jane and the other girl. Immediately after supper they turned the party into a dance. Tim decided that he should not dance after the blunder he had made at supper, but he was destined to no such good luck. The girls had shown their disgust with Jane for taking Tim’s part, and when the dance began, one said to her: “Why don’t you get your Plymouth Rock and dance? Yes, why don’t you?I’ll bet he‘sas graceful as a pigtryingto skate,” suggested another. Jane said nothing but determined that they would repent their words. Tim had told her he was a fair dancer and she was con- Page twenty -nine

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