University of Arizona - Desert Yearbook (Tucson, AZ)

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sitting about the room on almost anything that could be used for a chair. Some on chain, some on the bed. while others lounged on the rugs. The chief speaker and chairman sat on the table, and all eyes were fixed on her. You didn't know it. Amy Brigg? Dreaming your old Marble Faun. [ suppose—Oh! Down town to dinner with aunt ? Well. I'll tell you. Its all over in University Hall. A notice right up on the bulletin board—a map of the grounds all marked in red ink. where we may go and where we mayn't; everybody can read it. penalties and all; its an insult: an insult to every one of us! I think its a shame that we college girls should be treated like kids. said Mary Watts. Why don't they chaperone us to classes and have us all sit in a row. and then take us across the 'limits.' back to the dormitory after class. exclaimed another. Madge Collins was one of the leaders of this outburst. She was thoroughly disgusted with the University in general. Madge was a general favorite in school; she did not have any more knowledge than the average student, but she was bright and quick, and ever ready for fun. There was one thing that always disturbed Madge's peace, and that was the strict rules. Madge rebelled at these. Well we will just tell the boys how things are.” she exclaimed, just how we are shut up like prisoners. and not allowed to walk where we please, for fear we will see a boy. Why don't they build a board fence from the gate to the dining hall: then we wouldn't be tempted to look at South Hall. Well. Madge if things are this way we shall have to stand them. I shan't rebel.” said Carrie, while I would gladly change the condition of affairs. I don't think that any hard feelings or outbursts of anger can alter things. And telling the boys won't do any good, we're just in for it and we will have to give in. “I won't. Madge replied doggedly. The boys can sympathize with us anyway. I don't care what you girls do. I shall tell Will all abcut it. Do as you wish but you know what I'm going to do. Miss Brown, assistant matron at the dormitory, was greatly loved by all.the girls, for she sympathized with them and entered into all their trials and fun. She was not much older than some of the students and her own ways were very girlish. Let's appoint Carrie. Madge and Amy on a committee to go and see Miss Brown. said Emma Smith. All right, ask her just what she thinks and tell her what we think. said Madge, rapping on the table with the ink bottle. So the meeting broke up: the girls went to their rooms, and the committee rushed to Miss Brown to get her opinion on this momentus question. Now what shall we do Miss Brown? We want to show the authorities that we wont submit to anything so foolish, as having our limit marked off. You know just how things stand. Now do give us your opinion. they exclaimed.

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BY ORDER or THE REGENTS. fiCOHGIANA COl.TON, 'Co nIGHT was beginning to brood over the University. The rr.ain building looked grave and silent, as though resting from the toils of the day and preparing for success on the morrow. The copper twilight wrapped the cactus garden in gloom, while the flagpole, bare and gaunt, seemed to stand like a sentinel guarding the campus. Now and then a light appeared in South Hall, but most of the rooms seemed lifeless, and probably their occupants were holding kangaroo court in some back room, for occasionally there was a shout and a clash of music, showing that there were boys somewhere around. North Hall stood silent and looked as dignified as it is possible for a dormitory to look, which is'nt but half a dormitory, after all. Inside, things did not seem as calm and peaceful. Down stairs all was silent, save the creak of a rocker in the matron's room; but the upper hall echoed with a confusion of excited voices from the transom over Carrie Westfall's door. It was a girl's mass meeting. Within, the girls were

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 Why girls. I'm sure that there is nothing for you to do but submit to these rules. said Miss Brown, besides you know that the places that are marked off on the map are places that you rarely, if ever, care to go. To be sure you cannot go to the main building, only during school hours, but why should you want to go at any other time? Its not that Miss Brown. Madge replied, speaking for the committee. Its the principle of the thing, and just think, you and the matron are the only persons in this big building that can go where you please. We can't even go to the tennis court The next morning just after drill, the boys stood before the bulletin board, listening eagerly to the boy who was reading the notice that had caused such a tumult in North Hall. As the girls came over from tho dormitory, they were greeted by. Have you seen this: do you know what this says ? Well, I guess we have. I can sympathize with you but I wouldn't stand for it I guess you would: what would you do? I'd do something: like to see myself shut up in such a way.” Will Newman was a particular friend of Madge's and it was to him that she went for a kind word when she felt that her rights were intruded upon. “Now Will, you think its awful, don't you? Yes. I do. Madge, and I'm sorry for you. Yes. and we are in college, too. and right here on the campus we can’t go where we please; you wouldn't stand it, would you? No. ' Now that's just what I say; we mustn't stand it either; but goodness, some girls are so scarey. But talking did not mend matters, and for awhile excitement prevailed throughout the school. But gradually the subject dropped and at length it was only now and then that the limits were spoken of. The campus was quiet: the moon shone brightly. Now and then a breeze waved the long trailing branches of the pepper trees and caused the birds to twitter and shift their perches. At the back of the campus in the shadow of the shop, something was moving. An indistinct form at the window, followed by the sound of someone springing lightly to the ground, the soft shutting of the sash, a suppressed giggle and there hurried into the moonlight a group of girls moving quickly from shadow to shadow till they reached a thick group of trees on the main drive. Let's rest here: my but I didn't know it was so heavy. Some one get a stick and put it through the handle, and more of us can carry it. My goodness. I've got some on my skirt: will it wash out? Then I'll have to burn it for they'll search our rooms and if--- Well, come on: change hands. Let's begin by the President's house: 1 don't believe that they're at home anyway. It was Madge’s determined voice that spoke and