Sandy Township High School - Flambeau Yearbook (Du Bois, PA)

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Kandy township hiott school flam beat 13 ln eii an abuse of what wo liavo always e-onsidered a privilege, so for this reason all iiieiiilmrs of I In faculty have ele e-ide el that the best students in .Junior Aniorican History will make up the «aste for tin play. Daily recitations in the future and a te st to be give u once a week will deride the fortunate stuele nts. That day anel many ela.vs afte»rwarels Patricia Sinclair was a very happy little girl, for there was a chance that her high slaneling in History would secure her a part in the play, if only a minor part feu that would In he tte r than nothing, hut that was not her highest aim, hut now she studre d harden than over, for she did so covet that high standing in History. The day e»f the last test arrived. It was a very ghsmiy day hut, Thvrc' a nilrrr lininy. Throuyh I hr dark clouds shining. was pre ve n true as you will soon se e . The te st was exceedingly hard, and “Patty's” facial expression was somewhat alte re d over the many, eliffic nlt epiestioiis. She had almost finishe d her pa|s r when she glamc-d across the aisle. Then she saw a e urious thing. Eileen Armstrong, the prettiest, if not the nie st ple asant girl in the Junior class, who sat across the aisle from he r, shook from her handkerchief onto her lap a foldesl slip of pa|H r While ‘’Patty ga .c el. horrifie el by the dishonorable thing, Eileen glance-el up and knew that she had been seen. Flushing, she tosse el her bond and again turne-d te» that tlishonorahle act of copying her test. That anyeme would dare tee cheatt in a te-st upon which so much ele pe nde el was beyond Patty’s imagination. 11«»t ri tle d .tiicl stunned, she sat hack, too ovcrwhcltiled tee know that the se ssion was quickly drawing to a c lose . During this time she first re-solveel to accost Eileen with her guilt, then tee urge her tc» cemfess and last to ignore it entirely. She would 1h accuse d of trying to gain Eileen's place , she knew, if she interfered, anel she thoroughly ele teste el tale l e are rs. The se ssie ti was over. The gong tinkle-el its live minute summon. A sigh unguardedly e se ape el from her lips as she listlessly handed in her unfinished pa|H r. Those , who we re tec take part in the play were selected the following clay, Eile e n's cheating had won her a place— one of the highe st honors anyone coulel ho|s to attain—the part of a leading charucted. “Putty's uiitinisheel test hud cost her Eilecns |«rt hv a very small margin, but she gaincel a ]mrt of one of the minor characters, with which she was not satisfied. Indeed she did not fail as dismally as she trieel to make herself think, hut at the thought of only a minor part the tears sparkled in her be autiful blue-grey eyes, but by some mysterious control over the law of gravity the tears remained unshed. The rehersal commenced immediately for no time wus to he lost feu it was already the second week in April, and the play was to Is presented the latter part of May. It was a very heavy heart that “Patty” carried in her bosom; and many nights, in the solitude of her room, the [allows on her Ih c1 were we t with salty tears, hut duritig the duy she? held her head high and no one knew of the tearfully spent flights. For some reason or other “Patty” could not [miss Eileen without elevating her chin at a higher angle as if she scorned tec Im on the same level with her. Eih e n, who was indeeel a very high-spirited girl, e-euilet have borne this ah»ofne ss. had it conn in a different disguise , hut to he thought inferior hv erne whom she e oiiMieh roel her inferior, it was not quite up to her standaid of enduranc e . The rehe-rsals were going along smoothly with the hearty e-o-operation of the Junior class, with the mere exception e»f “Patty ami Eilevn. “Patty did not show that she eliel not eu-joy her part, anel Eileen was te rtureel concerning the fact that sin hail gained her part dishonestly. Time sped epiickly on and liefore anyone reali .eil it, it was tin first week in May. One day Patty was sitting at her elesk in the study hall when she rcali .e d that some one huel passed by her seat and had cii-oppcel something on he r eh sk. She unconsciously ojH ned the fedeled sheet of pa|M r and saw that it was written in Eileen’s tine and cle ar hand writing. It Icegau without salutation and rcael thus: “ rim'I do it, you make inr feci mo (inhumed of myself. I intrndrd to trll Miss Itrntly errrythiny. nnd yice a my dare to you. You rii hlfully deserrr it. I hopr you in’ enjoy it as I iroiihl. if I irerr in your place. —L. .4. The Junior class play was a trcnie nelenis suce e Hs. It was the talk of Elmhurst for sometime following. The clianging of parts caused a delay in the progress of the play, during rehersals, hut Patty”, the charming, captivating, little heroine eliel all that personality and clever acting could do to turn defeat into vie-

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12 sandy TOWNSHIP moil SCHOOL klambeai physician or the matron? “Oh, tin matron, and may God blow yon. I hope you an successful. “Thank you, ’ said Dr. Gordon. 1 wh that you are also in forested in tin child. Sin makes nn think of my sister, that was killed in a wreck. She would he about that age and 1 imagine would l«M»k like this ehild. You s« e sin was a baby when 1 last saw her. 1 found this picture of her tin other day. and as I no tired the likeness I resol u-d to do somethin}; for this child, if |H ssib|e.” The young doctor ended abruptly, as a visitor entered the room and went in search of the matron. The operation was performed the following morning at nine, and its success was the talk of the hospital. After this lie visited with Anna every day when be was not busy, for lie was fast Iteeoming famous in bis small sphere. He had her placed in a private room at bis own expense, and placed Helen as her private nurse. These three Iteeame great friends, and they talked and planned for little Anna’s future. Due day just before the bandages vere to he taken from Anna's eyes. Dr. Gordon seenuMl very much elated over something, and Anna asked why such good spirits. “Gli, I have a surprise for you and Miss Leo,” was his answer. “Tell us quirk,” came from both his listeners. “Well, you may have those dreadful bandages off tomorrow. “Blit that is no surrise.” interrupted Anna, I heard you tell Helen that yesterday.” - “No, my dear, that is not it. I have here a picture of you when you were just a hahv,—You may see it tomorrow, and I have been to see Mr. and Mrs- Hurston.------” ••Don't talk of them, you said 1 need never go back,” Anna again interuptod. -If you do not listen 1 ill »‘ t finish telling you. Now please don't interrupt again. They told me from which home they got you. and 1 visited it. 1 there burned your real name, ami bow you came there.” ••And what was-------Oh 1 forgot—forgive me, please, and go on.” said Anna excitedly. “Yes 1 will this time, your mil name Is Anna Gordon, and ou are my sister, whom I thought killed in that awful wreck, along with father and mother. ‘Oli. I am so glad!” cried Anna. “What a wonderful brother you are “And Anna,” continued Dr. Gordon, “we are going out in the Country to a cozy little cottage, that I bought this morning, and you will grow stronger. “And must I leave Helen? Anna questioned sadly. The Doctor did not hear, for he was talking to Helen. When Anna received no answer, immediately she liecame silent and she heard Helen say, “Yes tell her .lack , and tin Doctor turned and said, “You will not need to leave Helen for she is going with us, and be your big sister.” VIVIAN WOLFE, ’22. “JJaltif (£rU02W ijn SUtbtam It happened during the month of May. What happened during the month of May? Just the thing that “Patty” had wanted most of all. But what had “Patty” wanted most of all and how did it happen? well,—that's the story. It Imd always lieeit customary for the Junior class of the Elmhurst High School to give a play in honor of the departing Senior class. To Is chosen for one of the major characters of the play was one of the greatest honors that any one could hope to at- tain Ies|H cially for tin girls, because tile boys never entered into the game with much enthusiasm for the choosing was liy the entire school with beauty of face and grace of figure, the prime reqiiesites. Now you ran imagin' the commotion that was eaus d when Miss Beni|y. the History teacher, announced to the students that bad assembled in that recitation room that : '•Ibis year, young ladies and gentlemen, who an to fake part in the play will not be selected as usual. There has always

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14 sandy township high school flambeaf torv, ami proved to In tlu victor. “Patty” hail tin Him greatest essentials combined— heaiity. youth and a radiant joy of make-believe. Although Patty” could not In rightfully ti-eined hcautiful, she had such a eharming |H rsonality that one could not think otherwise than that she was lienutiful. She was a veritable little Molly Make-Believe. Her head was full of beautiful ladies in clinging, velvet gowns—of Knights in rinor—and of pageant and |M»etry. It was this capacity of make lielicvc that caused the diniior class play to 1m the success that it was. She was so full of life, up parently enjoying everyone of her lines, delighting in the appreciation of the audience. For in one of the front seats in the High School Auditorium as one of the audience, sat the ln st dramatic critic of cities around. , After the play. “Patty” was intriMlurcd to Mr. Stanard. the dramatic critic. A short conversation eiismsl in which he prais i-il her for her dramatic talent. He then ini|uired if he could call at her home, to which proposition “Patty” agreed. The following evening Mr. Stannard called at the Sinclair home, a sedate and quiet old house, in a quiet old ueighlsirhood, hut nevertheless it looked as though it were a home with e. |M r ience and traditions, and not merely a place to hang up hats and cat breakfast. After a few brief remarks Mr. Stanard unnounns] his reason for calling, lie was sure that Miss Sinclair would make ginul ou the American stage, but to this remark, Mr. Sinclair an swered. “What, at that child’s age? well I should say not. She’s going to linisli High School, and then she’s going to Vassar and then—well then we’ll see about it.” And “Patty agnisl with her father. FLORENCE ERICKSON, 2:{ A $ mutt} Amrrirmt 0 Expninur Mr. Welsh was waiting for his son, Don, in the library. Wclshe’s were i-onsidered the richest people in the city of Berkshire. Don had just finished college and his father was going to surprise him by sending him to Oennany. -lust as Mv. Welsh was about to ring for his son, Don come in looking very sleepy. “CiimmI morning Don, my son. you look as if you did not have very much sleep. Morning Dad, I feel as if I had 1m oii out all night. 1 bet I’ll never attend any of those club dances again. He was a very handsome young man. tall, dark wavy hair and deep blue eyi s. “Well, son before breakfast 1 have a little surprise for you. Shoot ahead Dad. what is it? And saying this he threw himself in a big comfortable chair ln side his father. “Don. as you have finished your college education, how would you like to go to Germany for a couple of years. Don’s ey« s grew larger as he jum|n d up and exclaimed, “Dad, you old dear, do you really mean it?” “Well, how long will it take you to get ready?” said his father smiling. I can Im ready in less time than you can say it, shall 1 s« e about the passport.” “I have a little business to attend to this afternoon son, so you can get what you need and get your passport.” On saying this, Mr. Welsh handed his sou a check. Thanks, Dad, your the Im si Dad in tin world . Ill two W( eks we see Don and his father bidding each other good-by. Oh, Dad. I hate to leave you by yourself,” said Don, in a pitiful tone. Mr. Welsh was feeling very sad in having his son leave him. but he was sending Don away with a smile. Taking Don by tin shoulder he said, “Son, you will Is back in no time at all. and be sure and write to your old Dad as often as you can. Don’s voyage was a pleasant one across the water, lie met all kinds of | oople. and lie met one of his old college chums, •lack Brent, who was going to France. The giMMl ship Flagg landed in Germany ou the twenty-