Texas Presbyterian College for Girls - Larkspur Yearbook (Milford, TX)

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i,,.+i 1 F 7,9 w g 'iff' -- ii N w G . w MQ 1 1 fl XRS ri bd sg ' fchapler from lhe Revised Lalin Grammar, given by llie Philolesian Socielyl A Fierce Attack of the A. C. Boys Upon T. P. C. Synopsis Attack Successful-A Treaty is Signed. All T. P. C. is in three parts divided, Senior, Main and Dickson. These by the five tribes, Seniors, Junius, Sophomorii, Freshmani and Everybodyelsia are inhabited. Altho between these tribes no civil strife there is, hostile relations with the A. C. tribe are established. The day following the ides of April, war was declared . About the third watch the tramp of the enemy was heard afar. Rapidly to our embankments they advanced and a fierce attack they made. The inhabitants, a formidable front presented, the right wing being headed by Dr. Evans, himself, A desperate encounter followed. It was difficult to tell which side had the advantage. It being impossible to keep the starving men in any kind of order, the line of battle was broken, and a hand to hand Cheart to heartl combat took place. After much sharp fighting, the Main Building was taken and the barbarous tribes, our walls, with shouts of victory, entered. Trumpets were sounded and these men marched forward. T. P. C. forces were beginning to looked fagged and worn, ammunition was running low, but the army was faithful and all remained until the last gun was fired. The piercing and despairing expressions of our men having been noticed, the leader of our forces approached, and thus spoke: Altho, we are under, barbarous and wild, we much the brave resistance of your army admired, you being willing, a treaty we will sign, these being the terms: That you will equally your affection with us to share, neither us to resist nor to repell. Lastly, that you each year to consent that to you, we should come and the walls with our triumph to re-echo make. Our leader these things having agreed, the opposed forces withdrew, many leaving wounded, but none to be slain. About midnight, our soldiers, having been greatly fatigued, for the night rested. During this time, on the camp grounds, a group of the A. cQ forces to have been seen. Shouts and song, the evening air filled, and as the last notes to be dying away, a mighty cry went up, and by the inhabitants oflT. P. C. a college yell, it was thought to be. 97

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f4 l -'ss A X! AYGX I X X if if t ISKS?g?, -l That Party at SnoWdome's ANDY, for pity's sake do get up off that Hoor and dry them dishes. The girl turned her head slowly and looked up with a bright smile. I'Ier black locks hung disorderly around her thin, elhsh face and her eyes, large and dark, held at once an expression of mischief and pathos. She lay at full length on the kitchen Hoor, her skimpy calico print disclosing a pair of trim little ankles and small feet, although encased in cowhide shoes, several sizes too large for herg a fashion book, dating back in the nineties, lay open before her. The pages crimped and torn, bore evidence of rough usage. In several places heads and arms had been supplied to the old style dresses by some skillful little artist. Here and there a pencil point marked the height of Mandy's enthusiasm. It was indeed an ancient book. The girl fingered it lovingly, regretful to leave her old companion. The dishes can wait, Aunt E.m', she said saucily. Aunt Em' dropped her rolling pin on the table with a clatter and turned fiercely upon her niece. ' None of your sass, Mandy Hephzilah Simpson. I won't have it. Them dishes have been standin' in that there sink a solid hour, a-waitin' to git dried, and now you can git right up from off that floor an' dry 'em. My old hickory aint worn out yet, let me tell you! I-Ier sharp little eyes penetrated Mandy's very soul and her still sharper tongue brought a sober expression to Mandy's sun-burned face. She closed the book with a deep lingering sigh and rose unwillingly to her feet. Scowling at the rows of innocent plates in the sink, she grabbed a towel from the rack and clutched a dish with fierce determination. When the stack of dishes grew less, she turned hesitatingly to her aunt. Presently she said: The Snowdome's is goin' to give a party next Tuesday night, Aunt Em'. Well, what of it? snapped the little woman. Nothin',-'cept-only I'm asked. Well, why shouldn't you be? The girl did not answer. She evidently had something on her mind. Once sheistarted to speak, but on a second thought refrained. Finally her aunt spoke again. Don't you want to go? Oh! Aunt Em', you know I do, and hesitatingly, but I ain't got nothin' to wear. Ain't got nothin' to wear! exclaimed the old lady, throwing up her hands. Saints preserve us! Where's that pretty pink alpacy I made you last spring? She demanded. , Why-why-it's-. I can't wear that Aunt Em'. The sleeves are so big an' baggy, an' the skirt's all warpy, she complained with a pitiful contraction of her lower lip. Besides it's so hot an prickly, I'd smoother in it. Aunt Em' listened to the catalogue of defects of the pink alpacy in horri- Hed surprise. When her niece had finished she fell back in the low kitchen chair and folded her hands decisively. Now, look-a-here, Mandy Hephzilah Simpson, you needn't begin to get any o' them new fangled ideas into your silly head. I spent a solid month a-trimmin' that dress with yaller beads an' a whole week a-sewin' lace on that there skirt an' here you go a-turnin' up your nose an a-sayin' it aint good enough- I didn't say 'twasn't good enough, Aunt Em'! said Mandy with a proud lift of her head. Now, you shut up! I ain't goin' to take no more back talk. If you go, you'll wear that pink alpacy. - l Then I'lI stay at home, cried Mandy, indignantly, I won't wear that horrid old thing. She dropped the dish-towel, ran forward and knelt before her aunt, winding a pair of strong young arms around her ample waist. Oh! Aunt E.m', you ddn't know how I want a new dress, one like Anna Mae Brown's, with tight sleeves an' low neck. Please, Aunt Em', may'nt I have one? she pleaded. Aunt Em' rose indignantly and unclasped the arms from around her waist. You heard what I said, didn't you? I ain't got money to spend on no such foolishness. Mandy sobbed aloud in her disappointment. ' U 'fShut up right this minute, Mandy. I won't have any of your carryings-on in my house. I says no, an' I mean no! and turning, she marched indignantly from the room. , 99