St Joseph Academy - Sajoscript Yearbook (Columbus, OH)

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SANDALPHON with dinner at one time, exclusive of the company in the passage and on the stairs. The beauty, fashion, and exclusiveness of Port Middlebay flocked to do honor, to one so deservedly esteemed, so highly talented, and so widely popular. One can not always foresee the end of a careless beginning. Some begin well, yet end badly, others learn later in life to remedy the lapses of a lack of aim in early years. May Mr. Mieawber's late success hearten many who fol- low a will-of-the-wisp while waiting for something to fllfll up. Nancy 's Friends RITTII FITZSIMMONS Second lflzetoric CC CNG! HONG! BONLQ l the grandfather elock began to strike the hour of midnight in the long, dim library where a glimmer of light fell across the table on which Nancy 's books lay. Just as the sound of the last stroke died away, the Latin text opened wide and a small military-looking man clad in armor emerged. It was not hard to identify this diminutive warrior as Caesar, the most renowned of Roman gen- erals. Marching over to the stack of books, he began to look curiously at the titles. When he discovered a dilapidated copy of 4'l'lane Geometry, his face lighted up and he tapped eagerly on the cover. lle was greeted by a rustling of leaves as a rather angular personage came forth. At first Caesar did not recognize this distinguished individual, but upon closer inspection he proved to be no less a personage than Euclid himself. This meeting was indeed a pleasant surprise because Caesar and Euclid had been very good friends when these textbooks were in the possession of Nancy 's sister. They had seen each other but seldom since Nancy had taken them under her control. Caesar had long been desirous of this opportunity because there were many things he wished to have proved to his satisfaction besides he had intended to consult Euclid regarding the construction of a new bridge and engage him to draw up the plans by construction. Just as they were settling themselves, there was disturbance in another quarter. Turning, they noticed that David Copperfield was spread open before them and the hero, himself, appeared escorting Dora and Agnes. David greeted the two noted gentlemen warmly, but received only a cool nod by which it was clearly intimated that he. was considered a frivolous creature. Dora and Agnes lnmg back in awe of mighty Caesar and the scholarly Euclid, but were relieved when Mr. Micawber came to take charge of the situation. seeing the Spanish grammar, Dora 's interest was aroused. She had some hesitancy, how- ever, in calling forth strangers, but her curiosity proving stronger than her reserve, she tapped nervously on the cover. The group of foreign-looking ladies and gentlemen who answered the summons caused a great deal of merriment and excitement. Caesar and Euclid were quite pleased to meet another old friend and rushed up to welcome Cervantes. In the midst of their enjoyment, Caesar began speaking in a loud, grieved tone of the way Nancy treated him. Euclid and the Spaniards joined him and suggested that they hold an indignation meetingi' to plan some way to revenge themselves on Nancy. They were interrupted by David who declared he would not aid in any mischief planned against Nancy. Caesar called in his favorite tenth legion and just as they were ready to iight, the ladies of Cranford came rushing to David 's aid. The soldiers, unaccustomed to the Cranford ladies' manner of dress, were somewhat dismayed by their ferocious appearance and page fifty-iive

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SANDALPHON Cranford, England, June 20, 1825. DEAR IXIARTHA: The last time I visited you I told you that I might be called to Cranford unexpectedly. My aunt was very sick and I had to come to take care of her, as my mother was busy making preserves. I have been here a month and Aunt Aggie is getting along so well that she wants me to stay the rest of the summer. Martha, you would never guess who is back in town--Peter Jenkyns! A party was given last week in his honor by the Honorable Mrs. Jamieson. Do you remember the night Miss Matty told us about her brother, and how curious we were? Well, when he walked into her tea shop so unexpectedly, Miss Matty was well nigh done for. But, dear me! you don't know anything about condi- tions here. To begin with, the Town and County Bank has failed, and since the interest which Miss Matty drew was her only source of income, she was forced to seek some way to provide for herself. A friend of hers suggested that selling better grades of tea would bring in some money, which it did. After We came home from the MGeorge,', Cthat's where the party for Mr. J enkyns was givenj something possessed my a.unt to tell me of Miss Matty 's love affair with Mr. Holbrook. It seems that Miss Matty fell in love with Thomas Holbrook when they were both young, but since he was a farmer and she a reetor's daughter, her father and sister would never consent to their marriage. Moreover, they were related to Sir Peter Arley. VVoodley, Mr. Hol- brook's home, lay half-way between here and Misselton, so when he was forced to give up all hope of ever winning the hand of Miss Matty, he made Misselton his market-town, and he didn 't come to Cranford more than once or twice dur- ing all the ensuing years. One day Miss Pole and my aunt were Walking on High Street with Miss Matty, when, without the least warning, she ran away from them. And who should be the cause of her sudden outburst of joy but Mr. Holbrook! It was the first time they had seen each other in thirty years! COh, dear Martha, can you imagine such a thing between my John and mc?j One day, my aunt went over to Miss Matty 's to give her some of her new jelly, and from the window she saw Mr. Holbrook and her friend conversing. When Miss Matty came in her cheeks were flushed and a. tear was in her eye. A few weeks later Miss Pole told me that she and Miss Matty had been invited to spend the day with Mr. Holbrook a.t NVoodley. One thing which Miss Pole remembered particularly about her visit was that they had only two-pronged, black-handled forks with which to eat the peas. She tried hard to eat them, but they would fall between the prongs, so she set them aside. Miss Matty ate hers one by one, while the host ate his by shoveling them into his mouth with a round-ended knife. She remembered, too, that he had six and twenty cows, each named after a letter of the alphabet. He had many books that were scattered all over the parlor, so they sat in the counting house, which was really more comfortable. A few months later Mr. Holbrook went to Europe and died there. Although this had been nearly three years ago, Miss Matty still wears a widow's cap. Now wasnlt that sad? My aunt, knowing how interested I am in Cranford, saved up all the news for me. Here are a few minor happenings that might interest you, too. Do you remember Jessie Brown? IVell, she has been married for some time and has two fine children. And you also remember Mr. Hoggins, the village physi- cian, but you would never guess whom he has married. Lady Glenmire! She and Mrs. Jamieson had a falling out because Her Ladyship dropped her title. page fifty-seven