University of Nashville - Garnet and Blue Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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Il A AN WY GRACE E. EZZELL, 'Oy Ziixgi , '- HEY crossed the campus slowly in conscious silence, the Honorary Member 3512? and the Girl. lt was darkg it was raining. It was a 11ight to sit by the 5 4Q- ' - fire and feast on toasted marshmallows. But loyalty to one's society bade one fare forth to spend the evening in the Orient. However, they were i i. A l ' F-A - not sulking. There were compensations. nf fs -, '11 Q -P ff' ' 1 , C. Q L Jw if kftf, - sa -ww. - , -ig rl ffl' , 1,3 ' 1 9 '1 The Girl smuggled close under the protecting umbrella and clung con- jif- K fidingly to the guiding arm. The Honorary Member felt that it was an oppor- tune time to say something that he would have said long ago if he had not been ui , lf such a duffer. Not just a common duffer, you understand. He was openly 7 1 accused of being the Faculty's darling. His powerful physique and magnetic enthusiasm always won him the laurel in college games of sport. He was ac- counted a very prince of Honorary Members. In short, he was a star player in all the games he had ever cared to play-in all the games but one! It was humiliating. Besides, it hurt. lt hurt worse of late, for hope had begun to tantalize him with the half belief that he might .4 be the star player even there if he only dared to play! He smiled tenderly down at her through the darkness. She was such a dear Girl! Somehow his big, left hand folded itself softly over the clinging lingers. H Little Girl,- he said. Then he choked. He always did. The electric lights glimmered steadily through the murky blacknessg so it must have been the misting rain that made them run into each other so as the Girl looked at them. She grew suddenly apprehensive of danger to her dainty skirts, and impressed both her hands for guard duty. 'K Such a night to change the geography of the world! she said in a cross, little voice. She couldn't help it. No matter how much she might want to, she could never help him say it. She was not that kind of Girl. And so they came to the end of the walk, and presently found themselves in a wonderful japanese tea garden, in the midst of a company of gayly attired Orientals remarkably pro- ficient and valuable in the arts of English speech. The Girl settled herself gracefully upon the floor in the shadow of a gorgeous screen. She bent her chrysanthemum-crowned head until her forehead touched her clasped hands upon the floor. H Hagamatu! 'l she said softly, and laughed up into the Honorary Member's bewildered eyes.