University of Wisconsin Superior - Gitche Gumee Yearbook (Superior, WI)

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e JUNIORS. President .... WILLIAM GEBO Vice President - - HELEN ORVAL1) Secretary and Treasurer - GERTRUDE WADE At the first meeting of the Junior Class, which was called by Mr. Merrill in January, the class elected their officers for the year. These officers have proven their metal and have aided the Junior Class in pulling together for a successful year. A social committee consisting of Helen K. Murphy. Madeline Mclntcer, Edwin Nelson, Albert Butler and Ludwig Anderson was also elected at the first meeting. Soon after the first class party was planned for February twenty-first. Later Ernestine Boll and David Smith were chosen as class representatives for the Gitchc staff. The class closed their activities for the year with a party which was just as successful and well attended as their first one.

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JUNIOR CLASS OFFICERS. GEBO. ao WADE, ORVALD.

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Barbara Sherman seated at the little mahogany desk in her room wrote slowly and thoughtfully, pausing now and then to glance at an open letter lying near. As the end of an hour drew near she finished writing, folded the sheets of beautifully engraved pink paper, put them in an envelope and addressed it: Mr. Jean Bouchaire, 5 Rue Maude 5 Saint Denis (pres') Paris, France. Barbara then picked up a calendar and carefully put a tiny check on a Wednesday which occurred just four weeks after the last check. “Four weeks, then another letter for you Monsieur Jean. Do 1 write often enough ? Once a week, once every Wednesday! But poor little Tommy, how neglected he has been. Just a note now and then hoping he was safe and stating how busy I am.” But now, after a year. Tommy was coining home again. A glorious Tommy, who had fought and fought, but who had finally been sent home disabled with a broken leg. His nurse had written while lie was in the hospital, that the leg had been badly crushed, that it would eventually be all right but would take a long time to mend. And he was coming that night. 11 is boat had arrived but would be held in quarantine until six that evening. He would then be free to drive out to her. Barbara arose and walked over to her dressing table. She pieked up two pictures and smiled as she held them together for comparison. “You Jean, decidedly French with your dark hair and eyes, and Tommy so American—light wavy hair and blue eyes. Both soldiers much alike, vet really how different!” She carefully replaced the pictures and turned again to her desk. From a little drawer she took a handful of letters, then crossed the room, switched out the lights and went down stairs. As she entered the large drawing room, Barbara saw her father sitting on the large beautiful davenport before the grate fire, reading a paper. The only light in the room came from the shaded lamp on the table just behind him and from the fire in the grate. “Good evening, father, what’s the news? Mr. Sherman looked up quickly and smiled. He put the paper aside and affectionately drew his daughter down beside him. “Where in the world does my little Bab keep herself lately? Is it still the Red Cross?” It certainly is. only much more. All day we’ve been making bandages, oh, just stacks of them and to-night there is to be that wonderful benefit party at Mrs. Reynolds’ new home, but of course I couldn’t think of going since we expect Tommy. Dear old Tommy, I wonder if lie’s changed? I’ve been so excited all day that I could hardly work.” Mr. Sherman smiled and said: »2