St Rose Academy - Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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? --D-if GOLD AND WHITE ya-Q-- I'll call him now, I laughingly responded. I do hope you'll like him. Oh, don't worry, I'm sure I shall, Jerry answered just as Allan entered. Jerry stared and Allan stared and they both blushed. I quickly intro- duced them and left, saying that they would find plenty to talk about while I supervised the preparation of lunch. I came back in about half an hour. Jerry was still in the same chair and Allan was sitting on the steps gazing at the water. Silence reigned between them. Lunch was painful. I felt like telling those two youngsters to cheer up and forget it all. They were sarcastically polite to each other and as lunch went on I saw my dream of a peaceful vacation vanishing. The situation continued like this all summer, only matters grew from bad to worse. One of them couldn't do or say anything that the other didn't make some cutting remark. Everyone noticed and wondered what was the matter, for Allan was popular with every one else and Jerry was-well, just Jerry. My cottage has always been camping ground for the younger set, so it was natural that Allan and Jerry should meet every day. They both tried to be polite to each other whenever I was there, I really believe they thought that I didn't know anything was wrong. As a result I didn't get a bit of fishing in, trying to get the two of them settled, for of course Allan was sensitive about his leg and would not explain to Jerry. One evening I announced at dinner that I intended going in the morning to Cochislo Cave for some Hy-fishing and that if Allan wanted, he might come along. Fly-fishing? I should say I do, he answered. What kind do you use here? And with that we were off on a long discussion on the merits of the different flies. About ten that night the phone rang and when I answered, Mrs. Barret spoke from the other end, NIrs. Carrington? Yes, I replied. Would you mind if Jerry spent tomorrow with you? I have to go in to town and I won't be back until the next day. I don't like to leave her alone with the servants and it is impossible to take her with me. Surely. Send her over, but tell her to he prepared to go fishing for we're going to Cochislo Cave, I answered, but I saw my pleasant day vanish- ing as I realized that Allan had promised to go too. Jerry came over early the next morning, looking adorably pretty in a dark green dress. It was new and not at all suitable for Hy-fishing. The day certainly started off auspiciously. The fishing was wonderful. I had never had such good luck. We stopped about one and ate our lunch. Jerry insisted on cooking the fish. Jerry can cook if she can do nothing else and even Allan admitted that the golden-brown trout were delicious. After we had cleared up, I decided to rest a while, Allan announced that he was going to read and Jerry said she was going in for a swim. I wouldn't if I were you, Allan answered sharply. 'AI noticed the current was pretty swift here as I was rowing this morning. You had better not go in. Here's a book, read it. And he tossed it to her. Jerry picked up the volume and tossed it back. I said I was going in for a swim. Whoever heard of anyone reading on a picnic-anyone, except an old fossil? And with that she ran off. Allan muttered something about 'ia little fool and returned to his book. I noticed, however, that for all his Twenty-nine

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-+ -f-H434 GOLD AND WHITE f3a-L---- -- merry voice. Greetings, Mrs. Carrington. I was just getting worried for fear you would not be here for the dance tonight. Don't worry, I replied. I wouldn't miss that for anything and besides I have a surprise for you. A'Male or female? she cried back. I bet male. Am I right? Wait and see, you minx. But as I hung up I knew that the summer would be successful, Allan and Jerry together and for me-Hshing and peace. Allan wasn't crazy to go when I told him, but finally he agreed. I almost wished I was young again as I watched him from across the table. He was tall and big, his pleasant smiling face tanned and with the added charm of two mischievous eyes, straight black hair brushed away from his face, a humorous mouth and strong hands. I felt sure Jerry would like him and I knew Allan would like Jerry, for who could resist her? Tall, slight as a boy, black eyes, beaten bronzed hair, pink and white complexion-that's Jerry. We did not take the car as it was only a few blocks to the Club and as we stepped along together I noticed how well Allan walked. He hardly limped at all. He seemed so well that I realized how hard it must be for a boy as athletic as he to give up swimming, dancing and all the sports of which he was so fond. However the doctor had said that if he was careful the end of the summer should see his leg as well as ever. It was the first Saturday dance in July and on this night the girls asked the boys to dance, Ever since I can remember this custom has been followed out. One of the girls started it long ago when she said that she didn't think it was fair for the boys always to do the asking. A lot of the others agreed with her, so they daringly, for it was daring then, inaugurated this custom. I thought as we walked along that it would have been better after all if we had not gone, for since Allan could not dance and as yet he didn't know any of the younger set, he would not have a very good time. But I comforted myself with the thought that Jerry would introduce Allan to her crowd and then of course everything would be alright. When we arrived I could not see Jerry anywhere so I myself was called upon to make all the necessary introductions and I was glad to know that everyone seemed to like Allan. I left him talking with a group of young people and wandered off to find some of my old friends. The evening sped by and as yet I had not seen Jerry. I supposed by this time that she had met Allan and that they were friends, so I set out to look for them. I went my way totally unconscious of what I was going to see, In a corner of the room, Allan with one hand on a chair was looking down into the upturned, smiling face of Jerry. Won't you, will you, won't you dance with me? I heard her coax as I approached. Allan's face flushed a deep red as he replied in a stammering voice, No, thank-you. Jerry looked at him. Her face became absolutely blank. I think that it was the first time that any boy had ever refused her anything, but rapidly regaining her composure, she turned quickly away. Allan's face was a picture of distress and perplexity. I hurried up and at his request we immediately left. Of course I couldn't say anything about the encounter, but I wondered what would be the outcome of the incident. The next morning about eleven Jerry wandered over with the announce- ment that she meant to have lunch with me. I didn't see your surprise last night, Mrs. Carrington. Where did you hide him? she said to me. 'Ttuenty-eight

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l-1--I-if GOLD AND WHITE. y3+l--,-+-l- - alfectation of indifference, he nevertheless kept glancing up over the edge of his book. , Jerry was a graceful swimmer but not a particularly strong one and with a gay cry she dove into the water. I wished I had told her to be careful. She made for a small island, about half way across the river, her blue cap bobbing up and down, her slender, boyish body cutting the clear water, She reached the island and instead of resting, turned immediately around and started back. Allan had put his book down and was intently watching her. Half Way back I noticed that her strokes were growing weaker, that she did not seem to be making any headway. Then she turned over and started to float, but finding herself carried back a few feet by the current, she once more attempted to swim. I saw her swimming with all her force but to no avail. Her strength was rapidly giving way. Suddenly Allan, with a cry, ran to the river edge, where, pulling off his shoes and throwing his sweater aside, he dove in and with strong, steady strokes started toward her. Float, he cried. Don't Worry. I'm coming. Before a minute had passed, all this had happened. I hardly had realized what had occurred until Allan had almost reached the shore again, pulling Jerry with him. I quickly ran to meet them as Allan came limping out of the water, carrying Jerry. She was white and pale, her large black eyes shining and somewhat frightened. l'I'm alright now, she said, in a funny voice, and with that she fainted. Allan started to chafe her hands and I ran to get my ever-present and oft-ridiculed smelling salts. When I hurried back, I stopped short, for Allan and Jerry were holding hands and gazing into each other's eyes. You little fool, Allan was saying, but his voice had a tone of tenderness. With that I turned my back and unobtrusively Went my way, happy-for I knew that the rest of the summer was safe. iz Dreams By LORRAINE WALSH The phantomed dreams that haunt my troubled mind Are but the senseless fears and sordid prey Of ghosts and goblins, and a shrieking wind That howling, bring the relics of a day. if Life By MARIAN Toso We're born today, we yearn and sigh For happiness. We plot and aim For power and wealth. We die. The earth rolls on the same, Thirty