Senn High School - Forum Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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A Utilv in the Affairs nf dark. It was the night of the big senior masque. And jack Fielding-jack the immaculate, the biggest fusser in the school,-walked slowly up the long, nar- row, winding paths to the school- alone. Other boys walked there too, but at their sides were the girls. jack entered the building and me' chanically had his hat and coat checked. He passed old friends by, without even a perfunctory greeting, and walked quietly into the big gymnasium where the masque was to be held. The senior masque was always the biggest social affair of the year in the school, and this evening the crowd gathered early, while streams of brightly costumed guests flowed constantly through the big doors. In the corners stood girls who were besieged by the many novel mas- quers imploring for dances. And 'lack was alone! Yesterday such a thing would have been thought improbable, and yet here he was all alone. A group of boys had gathered in one of the corners and were now discussing this topic. Various theories were ex- pounded and exploded, many sugges- tions were oifered and refused, but Charles, Jack's best friend and most loyal follower, was silent. Suddenly he spoke, and sharply. You fellows are all barking up the wrong tree. I'in going to tell you the exact story as I heard it from jack him- self, and as I know from my personal observations. You all mean well, you're all wrong. She's a beautiful girl, you'll all mit that, and ever since her father, German consul, came to this city, and 'lack have been on the best of terms. They were inseparable in school, and whenever you saw one at a party or dance, you didn't have to look far before you saw the other one. but ads the she 7 ,f t 'jack got in good with her dad from the start, and was up at her house nearly every night. Her father told him all about Germany, and about the Kaiser, and about the German's hatred for Italy, because of that country's failure to stand by her allies. Clara usually shared her father's prejudices, and she hated Italy. 'lack always acquiesced to every statement she made. He was no fool-yet! And so time passed, until they had been going together for some months- At this point a convict entered and in- formed Charles that he was to have the next dance. He left, and the group of boys waited impatiently for his return. Finally he came back, As I was saying, he commenced, mopping his brow, they had been going together for many months when4well, you all know julius Caesar- 'There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the Hood leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage Is bound in shallows and of their life in miseries'. For one day And so it was with jack. at least, he left all his usual tact at home, and now he's sitting over corner all alone. You know ,lack usually eats over at the store with us, but that day it had been raining and there was a regular lake on the campus, so he thought he would eat in the lunch room, and he did. .-Xnd who was seated two tables in front of him and facing him, but Clara! XVell, he smiled at her, she smiled at him, they both smiled at each other: then she glanced at his plate- Aud? lt was all off. VVhat-w hy ? He had spaghetti that noon ! there in the f ,E fi , llrm ., Mw s- V i 'V . ,QB Edgar E. Stcrnheim. , m