Thomaston High School - Sea Breeze Yearbook (Thomaston, ME)

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nm san BREEZE io nnsmanr SPINSTERS NLand sakesl There goes that telephone. I hope it isnlt that Biddy Tyler. all she does is gossip. I'll move this doughnut fat book so it won't burn. Hellol Oh, Biddy, I'm so glad you called. No, no, I wasn't doing a thing. Yes, it is a lovely day. No, I haven't quite finished my quilt top yet. Did you see Emeline's patch work? Isn't it the most horrible thing you ever saw? And the stitches! Nothing but basting, really. Gracious, no! You don't say so. When did she leave? So that's,it. Well, I certainly don't blame her. I knew very well her husband is running 'round with that new grass widow. In fact I saw him go off with her Tuesday forenoon. She can't be more than nineteen. I know for a fact that Ezra is six- ty-five and Lizzie is almost sixty-four. I told ry she ever married Ezra Jones. Think of having chit of a Carolyn Hazelwood and her likes in the sakes, Biddyl There's Ezra driving up Carolyn's Lizzie she'd be sor- such people as that neighborhood. Land yard now. I'll call you later if I see anything new. Goodbyeln Unconscious of the spying eyes of Lanesville's most inquisitive spinster, Ezra stopped his car, walked up the steps of the attractive bungalow, and rang the bell which was answered by a buxom negress. WIS Mrs. Hazelwood in?W WYas, suh. She's out back in the flower garden. She didn't ex- pect you till this afternoon, but go rigt out in the garden if you wish.W After thanking the colored maid, Ezra hurried toward the garden where Carolyn was working. as he turned the corner of the house, he paused to listen. Carolyn was singing merrily at her task, her ex- quisite soprano voice filling the air with trilling notes that glad- dened the hearts of those who could hear her song and even brought a smile to the lips of the town's old miser as he passed. NSuch beau- tiful singing, Carolynln Carolyn looked up quickly when she heard the voice. NHello, Ezra. You surprised me. I'm sorry I'm not ready, but I didn't ex- pect you until later. I'll be ready in a few minutes, though. I certainly hope we have good luck in finding a suitable fur coat to- day. Ch, Ezra, I'm almost sure I saw that old maid, Hannah Prey, peeking out from behind her parlor curtains when we went the other day.W as Ezra and Carolyn rode along in his new Buick, they listened to the returns of the Gallup poll, stating that, although Roosevelt was still in the lead as the nation's candidate for president, Will- kie had shown a slight Occassionally Ezra mad but Carolyn had little miles away. Evidently a new fur coat. To ride on such a The clear sun, shining increase in popularity in several states. ' comments concerning the nation's politics, to say as they sped toward the furriers fifty she was thinking of the trip to the city and gorgeous autumn day was a pleasure to Carolyns on the turning leaves, enhanced the beauty of the cool, crisp day. The splendor of the day seemed to make her dark blue eyes sparkle and dance with joy, and her black, wavy hair caught

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THE SEA BREEZE 11 the rays of the sun, making it shine like a black bird's wing. WLizzie has gone away, so now I won't have to lie about this trip,n remarked Ezra. WLast time I thought sure she'c find out where I went, but I guess she doesn't suspect anything.n nThat's good! If we aren't able to find a handsome fur coat to- day I shall be dreadfully disappointed. Surely there must be some- thing that suits us both in a large furrier.N WOf course we can find one today. We could have last week if I hadn't thought it necessary to hurry home.H An hour later Enra and Carolyn were in the store looking for a fur coat. WA fur coat, size eighteen, to fit the young lady-and be sure it's a beautiful one,H said Ezra. WPlease show us a sealskin coat,N added Carolyn, her sparkling blue eyes aglow with happiness. Tneir conversation as they sat at the dining table in the Kum- on-in Cafe a few miles from Lanesville consisted mainly of pleased com ents on the handsome coat. WHave a pleasant trip?N asked Ezra with a satisfied smile. WI certainly have had a lovely time. I hope that Lizzie isn't home yet, though.n The next day Bertha T,ler, commonly called Biddy, talked to her- self as she quickly kneaded the biscuit dough. Hwnat is this young- er generation coming to? Imagine such a young girl-she can't be more than twenty or twenty-one-running around with old Ezra Jones. And she's married, too., I wonder where her husband is. He must have gone away somewhere. Hannah says that Mrs. Hazelwood is a grass wid- ow and I guess she must be. Well, I'm sure of one thing. I won't speak to either Ezra or his lady-love. I should think the pair of them would be ashamed to show their cheeky faces. That good-for- nothing Carolyn Hazelwood! Imagine her moving into a self-respecting neighborhood and trying to entice Ezra Jones-for his money, I ima- gine. What else would such a young woman see in a man sixty-five years old? The two-faced thing! She's so nice to Ezra's wife. I should think that Lizzie could see through her sweetness.N The ensuing weeks were happy ones for Carolyn. Lizzie Jones was a very dear, old lady with whom Carolyn spent many enjoyable hours. It was she who brightened up days which would have otherwise been very dull for Carolyn. With her aid-Carolyn soon became acquainted with a younger crowd, yet she still was Carolyn's favorite companion, A few days after Christmas, Biddy telephoned to Hannah Prey. NHello! Is that you, Hannah? Have you heard the latest news? Well, if that ain't the limit! I always said that Carolyn was a dear, sweet girl-always doing something for others. Her husband has been away on an engineering job, and people have been saying he left her. He came home last night. The idea of folks saying that she was run! ning around with Ezra Jones when all the time she was helping him select a new fur coat for his wife's Christmas present. Carolyn and Lizzie are exactly the same size, you know. Ybu know Ezra is Caro-