Salina High School - Trail Yearbook (Salina, KS)

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440f a •ay, girls, who’s going out for tennis practise?’’ asked iKittv,as, swinging her racket, she came down the steps of the sorority house with a crowd of girls. “Not very many”, said one of them. “Too much is going on. None of the girls seem to have any time. Are you going to enter the tournament next week?” “Oh, yes, ’’replied Kitty. “I’m not much in practice but per- haps I can win a few matches.” Kitty walked down to the tennis grounds of Fairmount College where the white lines of the courts shone bright in the late after- noon sun. Drawing closer she saw several girls whom she had never noticed on the courts before. They seemed to be practising with a great deal of spirit for such a warm day. One tall girl especially attracted Kitty’s attention because of her graceful way of serving the balls. At a closer view she recognized the girl as the one who always recited the best in Livy and who Kitty supposed cared for nothing but studies. The girl was Jean Monroe who was trying very hard to win a scholarship that had been offered by Oberlin College. One of the requirements for gaining the scholarship was to have a high stand- ing it: at least one of the branches of athletics. Jean’s parents could not afford to. send her away to school and, moreover, could see no reason for her wanting any more education. But because Jean was of those girls who liked to do things for herself, she was deter- mined to win this scholarship. Kitty was a pretty girl, full of life and caring only enough for studies to make a passing grade. She was very confident of winning the championship, for she thought there was no girl that could play tennis quite so well as she could. Kitty had practised the under-hand stroke until her hair was down and her arm ached, but what did tumbled hair matter when one could walk home with one of the most popular boys in the senior class, Jack Lynn? “Hello Kitty, ’’lie called. “Here, let me carry that racket; you look as if you’d been practising some! Suppose you’re going to enter the tournament.” “Yes,” laughed Kitty, “I don’t believe it will take very skill- Twenty-five

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fill playing to win’’. “Oh, you can do it all right”, Jack called to her, as she ran up the steps of the Pi Phi sorority house. When Jean left the courts, she had nearly mastered to her satisfaction a new of serving which she had thought out late one night after one unsuccessful day’s practise. Her cheeks were flush- ed and her e} es sparkled with excitement for she had won every game that she had played that afternoon. “Oh. I do wonder whom I’ll draw for the first round of the tournament”, she mused to herself as she walked on toward the Girl’s Dormitory. ‘If I can only get my strokes a little faster”. As Jean passed a sorority house she heard the laughter and excited talking of girls, “The re they’re all having a good time. I like to have fun just as much as they do if I didn ’t have to grind all the time. H’m, I was asked to join the Kappa Alpha Theta, if they only care to know it. I guess all the girls think I’m a regular old bookworm, but I’m not. I’m going to try harder than I ever did in my life to win the championship of tenths and just show those girls that lean do something besides study.” The next morning, after the commotion made by the six hun- dred students of Fairmont College coming into chapel had subsided and conversation partially ceased, the professor read the announce- ments. Glee club notices, class meetings and track practices weie all unheeded because everyone was eager to hear about the rules of the tennis tournament which was the biggest thing in the way of athletic s that Fairmont offered in the spring. At last it came. “The girl’s tennis tournament begins Tuesday; May 10, finals will be played on the following Saturday. All girls entering hand in names at the end of the period. The schedule will be post- ed on bulletin board at noon.” When the classes were dismissed at neon, there was a general rush toward the bulletin board in the lower hall. Kitty Kline with her group of of friends was eagerly pushing her way toward the small but important piece of paper posted up. When sue was in- formed who her opponent for the first match was, she remarked, “Oh, I can beat her easily enough. Come on girls, let’s go to lunch, I ' m starved.” Twenty -six