Sarnia Collegiate Institute and Technical School - Collegiate Yearbook (Sarnia, Ontario Canada)

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94 THE COLLEGIATE life at the bottom of its cage. NVith nimible fingers Sally soon had it out and into her warm hand where it gave a few spasmodic jerks. She then afsked for hot water, and on being told there was plenty in the kettle, Sally, without hesitating, went to work. She held the poor little fellow over the moisft warm air and before very long his feeble flut- tering became stronger until he was at last able to stand erect on his spindly black legs. Sally ex- plained to her grateful but strange host that Goldy had had a bad attack of indigestion but reassured him that she was all right now. Mr. Whalker then told her that he could never thank her enough for what she had done, for Goldy was all he had in the world since his little girl had died ten years ago. Wfhen Nan had left them he and Goldy had come to this town, far away from recollections, and for the past ten years he had hated everything and everyone but Goldy. For one dis- pairing moment the girls thought that he would burst into tears. Checking himself he asked why they had come when everyone loathed him so much. The girls in earnest words tried to assure him that he was mistaken, for how could they loathe him when he would not let anyone become acquainted with him. They then expressed a desire to know him much better. Over the tea cups and delicious slices of toasted scones the girls in friendly tones told him all about the new gymnasium and club room, and even about the beautiful wicker furniture wlhich they had set their hearts on to buy. Do you know, you are the first person in t'his town to ever ask nie for a thing?,' he told them, as he bade them good--bye, and here is something l wish to give you to- wards your great plansf' He slip- ped a piece of paper into Sally'shand and then quickly closed the door as though afraid of thanks, and this is what they read DGMINION BANK I Feb. 25, IQZQ Pay to SALLY MCLEAN or order UNE THOUSAND- - -Dollars Ezra lValker H 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8- CLARA By ilIl.lI'jOl'l'C Pattrrsolz, SA Coll. 4 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 8 h E never really knew Clara very - well. She did not give us a chvance even if we had wanted to. Her ash-pale hair and colourless face semed forever hidden in some grub- by book. Perhaps that was what prevented us from realiziung how blue her eyes were. Vtle who hated books wondered a little why she did not attend the dances and proms. Burt Clara did not seem to care for men, as far as we know she was not dated once during the four years she was in our House. VVe were a confidential, friendly lot. VVe laugh- ed toge-ther at our parents' advising letters, our profs, abou-t our ambit- ions, our dean and our dates, but Clara went her own sweet way, treading a path just wide enough for her. Her past was as little known to us as why she was coming to college, or what her future would be. VVhen, as youth does, we made all those plans for after college, Clara just never seemed to enter in, be- cause we never could picture her as being able to do anything. Clara seemed to try to be friendly though, as far a-s her nature permit- ted, willing at any rate to write an essay on Voltaire or Darwin, that