Spartanburg High School - Spartana Yearbook (Spartanburg, SC)

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14 The Scribbler laff. He remembers again his History. Zat is ze way she do then. She always tella Mees Stribling she haf said what she haf not said. Mr. White maka ver’ fine speech. It maka him famous. Bye ’m’ bye, he become ze great judge. His speech—it iss studied in ze schools, “Ze people at home ver’ anxious to hear about ze trial. Ze postman taka ze news to a small house—what you call him ?— bungalow. It iss ze house of Esther Byers. Ze class ver’ sentimental. She, too, haf married. She rush to ze door. She ver’ glad at ze news. She haf only time to go to read ze headlines. She mus’ go to ze church, ze club, ze party. She so busy. She always busy. She ver’ important in ze community. “Nex’, ze postman taka ze news to ze meat market. Ze butcher iss cuttiiT beef. He look ver’ fetchin’ in his lil’ white cap and apron. He, too, haf only time to read ze headlines. His wife jerka ze paper from his hands. It iss ze wife of Earl Koon. He is ze butcher. His wife ver’ fat— Earl ver’ little. He can do nothin’. His wife luff him ver’ much. She not lika him to read about ze women. “Zen, ze postman goes to ver’ crowded place. It iss ze University. He goes to ze cottage on ze campus. It iss ze home of Ralph Fike. He haf married. His wife not jealous of women—she ver’ sweet, ver’ pretty, ver’ proud of Ralph. Ralph ver’ happy. He, too, read ze news in a hurry. It iss time for his class. He teacha Amer’can History. He auso teacha English. He maka a good teacher. He remember what Mees Atkins tella him about ze noun following’ ze preposition. When he not teach, he writa ze book. It iss ze ‘History of South Carolina.’ He dedicate it to Mees Stribling. She ver’ proud of Ralph. “Ze postman taka ze news nex’ door to ze home of Prof. John Alexander. He, too, mus’ go to his class. Jus’ as he used to putta ze lizzards and ze rats on ze girls at school, he still play an’ work wi’ zem. He iss ze professor of ze Zoology. He iss not married yet. He iss ze old maid—oh, I mean ze bachelor. But already he iss in luff. He is scared of ze laidee. When he scrape up his courage, he will aska

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The Scribbler 13 CLASS PROPHECY Girl—“It is all so true. How I recall each day, each friend, each teacher! Surely, I shall not forget them in the future. Seven years from today. What shall we be doing? How I wonder! Oh {eagerly), could you tell me?” Gypsy—“I no speculate wi’ ze future. It iss of danger. But Zaree, she lika ze adventure. She will tell you.” Girl—“Oh, will you ?” Zaree {nods)—“But, first, you mus’ crossa my hand wi’ ze gold. Ze future ver’ bright lika gold.” {The girl crosses the Gypsy’s hand with gold, and then holds out her own hand to her.) Gypsy—“Oh, it iss as I haf thought. I see ze gold. I see auso ze vater. Oh, I haf it! Ze gold is across ze vater. It iss of royalty. It iss in ze crown of ze queen of England. I see more gold. It iss ze hair of a laidee—ver’ fair, ver’ tall, ver’ stately laidee. Her name iss Elizabeth. The las’ name —I cannot see it—it iss long.” Girl {suggestively)—“Ellerbe ?” Gypsy—“Oh, zat iss it—was it. She haf changed it. She haf married an ambassador. I see lil’ trouble. Ze Amer’can laidee iss of bluntness. She tella ze queen zat her dress— zere iss not enough of it—zat it iss too short. Ze queen ver’ angry. She locka ze Amer’can laidee up in jail. Ze husband of Elizabeth auso ver’ angry—he iss an Amer’can. He angry at ze queen. He know zat Mr. Black—oh, zat iss not right—Mr. White, Mr. John White, is ze bes’ lawyer. He getta him for the trial. Mr. White auso ver’ angry. He remember his History and what Mees Stribling haf taught him about ze freedom of ze speech. Zere iss many witnesses. Eleanor Jeffreys iss one. She, too, haf changed her name. She haf married an English lord, but she witness for ze Amer’can laidee. She getta up and say what she haf to say. She laff while she say it. She always laff. Ze lawyer for ze queen getta up and repeat what she haf said. He say zat iss not right—zat it iss zis way. Eleanor getta up and say, why, zat iss what she say at first. Mr. White—how he

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The Scribbler 15 ze laidee to marry him. Zey will elope! Ze two professors discuss ze news from zere porches. As zey go to zere classes, zey talk of other things—how zey will see ze famous Peyre Kennedy knock ze home run at ze ball game. He ver’ famou player. He play in ze big league. Zey discuss ze latest book, it iss written by Mamie Lou Brown. It iss ver’ romantic— ver’ full of luff. “Zen, ze news iss carried to ze busy office. It iss ze office of Margaret Law. She haf been married—one, two, three times! She now know so much about ze way to get husbands zat she decide she will help other women who do not seem to know how to get them. She conduct ze husband trunk—ah, zat iss not right—ze matrimonial bureau. She auso ver’ glad at ze news of ze paper. She zen open her other mail. It iss all ze same—much requests for husbands— much requests for wives. One of ze letters iss from Mr. Fish—I mean Mr. Bates. He wanta a wife. He wanta her quick. He know not how to get her. He haf already proposed to all ze women zat he knows, an’ zey do not want to marry. Margaret smile. She know why zey won’t marry him. He iss too changeable. He do not stick. He wuz zat way when he went to school. She will helpa him. She will tella him of his mistake. Margaret opens another letter. It iss from a person she do not know. He tella her of ver’ rich, ver’ beautiful, ver’ charming laidee zat he wanta marry. She iss of society. She iss Alice Crutchfield. She do not want to marry. She haff too good a time. She haf many beaus. Ze young man’s heart is broken—busted. He do not know what to do. Margaret do not either. She remember zat Alice always treat her sweethearts zat way. “It iss time for her lunch, but she haff no time to go to it. She go to ze tea room. It iss called ‘ze Doris Ballenger Tea Room.’ She did not know zat Doris haff a tea room, but zen she haff been away so long. She enter, an’ sit down. It ver’ nice tea room, but she shocked zat zere iss no waitress. She looka around for her, and see her at ze gentleman’s table. It iss Ada Childress! She no longer shocked. She remember how ver’ fond Ada iss of ze boys. Ada ver’ glad to see her. She tella her much news. She says zat Doris