Stockton High School - Guard and Tackle Yearbook (Stockton, CA)

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I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I +1-u -u1n1.lii-.1111-.1111111-11111.41-I I nodded, and asked, What ailed the second one? She was careless in everything I saw her do. If I should set up house-keeping with a girl like that, there's no telling how much trouble she would make for both of us. Again I nodded and asked, What was the objection to the last one? She wasn't practical. She went in for this butterfly life too much. She would make a fine doll, but a blame poor wife. Bill never dealt gently with a subject, and he always spoke plainly, even about the ladies. All the girls in the church having now been weighed in the balance and found wanting, Bill had to look elsewhere for a mate. He found her. She was a young lady of the community who was looked upon with some suspicion by the most estimable ladies of the Sewing Circle. I think that their chief objections to her were that she dressed a little better, and ufussed her hair up a little more becomingly than they thought proper for a young lady. I was rather sur- prised myself to see Bill keeping steady company with her, because I knew she went to every country dance she could go to, and country dances were a thing Bill never had ap- proved. But, of course, it was none of my business whom Bill took for his girl: so I let him alone. The Sewing Circle though,-they never were known to mind their own busi- ness very strictly-and they instructed their president to warn Bill of his folly in keeping company with this outsiderg but Bill politely and very firmly told the president of the Circle, I think I am able to choose my own friends without your help. So it was that, without anyone's aid, Bill took every fault that his girl had and eliminated it. Yes, sirl He made her the most respected woman in the community, and then -he married her. After the honey-moon, I again approached Bill for the purpose of gathering information. Bill, I began, if it's any of my business, why did you go to so much trouble to reform Mary when you could have found so many girls already in good standing? Well, you see it's like this, Al. She needed reforming, and I wanted my wife to be a good woman. Yes, but there were plenty of girls who had never had their characters questioned. Why did you pick Mary? It was a delicate question to ask, and I don't blame Bill for answering as he did. Why, blame you, you poor fish, it was because I loved her. Now shut up! 1..1q.1...1 .1q1n1n1..1q. -.....-.... - .. - - .....-.....-...........-............,...............', .. II . I ., . I .I . I III I 1 I II : I : T II

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+11...Q.I-14145.-q1..1..1g,.-......1,,.1..1 1 ... .. 1 1 .- 1 1 1 1 .-3 THE PRACTICAL WAY By Albert Campbell QSecond Prize Literary Productionj Bill Williams was the most practical man l ever knew. l have known many people, but Bill has them all looking like visionaries and day-clreamers when it comes to being practical. l-le was practical even in his choice of lady com- panions, which is a point where a great many young fellows fall down. Of course you can see for yourself how sane and sensible a choice of a girl l made, and, as for Bill-, well, l'll tell you how Bill went about choosing a girl to love and provide for until death do us part. ln the first place, as soon as he had passed his eigh- teenth birthday, he began to look around him for a lady- love. As he wanted his girl to be absolutely irreproachable in character, he hunted in our church first. There are some fine girls in our church. l am in a position to know. One Sunday morning after church, Bill started off home with a certain girl. The next Sunday he sat with her in church. The Sunday after that he was with another girl. That did not surprise me. All fellows have two or three loves before they settle on one for life. Bill went home that Sunday with his second girl, and sat with her the Sunday after. The next week he had still a different girl. The cam- paign was now being noticed by the old women of the church, and Bill was seriously discussed at the next Sewing Circle meeting, which was held at my home. .41...1W.-uimiuiqu-nigig-.....,-11.10.-qqin.-n.-.lui 1 -. 1 1 .- -.gig-gg -rl: zzmf:--:fn , ::-an :ln :-an-1 If ::11n1n:u-an-au1un1l1su1u1n1l1l0 But Bill kept it up until he had kept two weeks' com- pany with every girl in the church, including mine. None of us could understand it. l had heard that curiosity killed a cat, but l was not a catg so l decided to risk my life and ask him what his idea was. l got an earful when l did ap- proach him on the subject. Approach him on the sub- ject is the phrasing for it, but l really approached him on the sidewalk. Bill, l began, there shouldn't be any secrets between friends, should there? No, he replied. Well, l continued, if it's any of my business, why have you been keeping company with so many different girls? Well, you see it's like this, Al. l'll have to marry one of them some clay, won't I? l didn't see why one should have to marry, but l agreed that a man would be a fool not to marry a good girl if he had the chance. Well then, he continued, l want to find out all l can about them, so l'll know what kind of a girl l want. And weren't you satisfied with any of the girls in our church? l demanded. if n No. Why? Well, the first one made too many eyes. She was a vamp. :I-1 :fl-on .2 :gi-ne 1 gp--Q11 gp-u-I-ll--u--siitiillll-'U'-U9

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