University School of Milwaukee - Trident Yearbook (Milwaukee, WI)

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Twelve THE ACADEMY

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THE ACADEMY Eleven and pride at what be brought. For had not Juana promised to marry him, Julio, when together they had saved enough to move, leaving the heat and stench and squalor of Ojinaga? Enough to go where little Ramon might have treatment under American doctors. She loved Julio truly but she saw how slowly the money came in and she knew that it would be years and vears before they could save the needed sum. She realized this, but big- hearted, unselfish Julio did not and his irrepressible joy and hope made her sad. And how is little brother? Julio asked. Together, hand in hand, they ran toward Ramon ' s shaded cot. He saw them coming and the tightly drawn skin of his face grew more taut as he grinned from ear to ear. For he loved Julio as a brother. So the three lived on ; Ramon grad- ually becoming weaker and weaker, Juana working with all the strength in iier little body and cheering her little brother between tears of discouragement and bodily fatigue, and Julio, ever pa- tient, working day and night to increase their little capital. Then one day, just before the hot sea- son w hich they all dreaded, the horse that Julio rode won. It was a big race, the last one of the season, and men had placed much money on it. The owner of the horse, in a burst of generosity, gave Julio a huge sum of money, more than Julio had ever dreamed of in his wildest dreams. How slowly the bus to Ojinaga drove that day ! Clutching his treasure, Julio planned every step of the journey they could now take, planned the cottage he would build, with the screened porch for Ramon. He wondered how much of his wealth it would take to start a little busi- ness and how long it would be before Ramon was well and strong and old enough to join him as a partner. Juana should never again be compelled to do any work, but just walk about their lit- tle home and garden, making everything bright with her presence. Oh, the dreams he dreamed and the things he planned on the homeward drive that day ! They would leave Ojinaga at once. How- happy the three of them would be ! It seemed to the anxious heart of Julio that he never would arrive at Ojinaga, but after what seemed days of travel through the dust and heat, the bus drew up in the little town. Joyously he jumped to the ground and fairly rushed to the home of Juana. She stood, waiting in the doorway, quiet, a sad and solemn figure. Julio stopped. What did all the strange silence mean ? Juana and Julio have left the hated Ojinaga. But each year, just at the be- ginning of the hot season they come back. Hand in hand, they may be seen walking towards the little gravevard, and they visit a little grave with the simple inscription, Ramon. The Mexican air, grim reaper, had had its wav. W. H. S.

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THE ACADEMY Thirteen Suppose Suppose my friends that Dr. Pratt should give no warning talks, Suppose instead we ' d be allAwed to go for morning walks. Suppose that we should hear when we reach Mrs. George ' s room, Oh, throw away your geometries, and feel no more this gloom. Suppose in morning classes, just fac- ulty performed. And all the rest were free to do just as they wished, unharmed. Suppose the trustees never came except to treat the class, With chocolates and sheepskins for every lad and lass. And now suppose our library should just be set apart. For couples there to sit, and talk of mat- ters of the heart. Don ' t you suppose that school would be one perfect round of bliss, And make you feel that you could give each teacher a — handshake. — Harold Schmidt-