Waltham High School - Mirror Yearbook (Waltham, MA)

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PROPHECY sleeve and dragged him to a window, where she wiped the dirt from his face. Then turning to us, she said despairingly, These little fellows with the coal black hair have the worst tempers. You can tell now by the very expression of their faces that their blood is boiling. It was quite evident that peace would never be restored by soothing methods so May politely engaged herself for the purpose of conducting the two boys to their fond mother. In the upper hall we found her talking with the minister, but when she saw us approaching, she breathed deeply and said, So you've made a nuis- ance of yourselves again, have you? yVell, Sunday School is no place for you boys for some time. Come, Dick. Then bracing herself for the descent of the steps with her small charges pulling her off her feet, she nodded goodbye. Ruby's method of dis- cipline was entirely too unsatisfactory to suit me. - That afternoon we followed a path that ran through the woods in the rear of the house. Vyfe had been walking for some time in silence, listening to the crackling of the pine needles, when we came upon a brown haired fellow propped up against a tree, writing as though his life depended upon it. Finally, after we had watched his labor without making a move to announce our presence, he suddenly glanced up and exclaimed with excitement, Ah just in time to hear my latest. Full of spring romance. Ah! Such words, such, such- Witlioiit waiting for an ending to this eloquent speech Eula had grabbed me by the arm and was pulling me far from the lovesick poet, who followed at some dis- tance screaming tragically Spring, Spring in the forest, Spring in the mountain glade. Spring, Spring on the hillside, And on every grassy blade. Such enthusiasm overcame me and, un- able to run farther, I sat down on a moss- covered log and allowed the suffering orator to catch up to me, still begging for a hear- ing. But Eula saved me. She lauded the delightful view which might be had from the top of an oak nearby and having boosted Bob into the branches, saw him safely wedged between two topmost bows. Then we took our flight. LANNIGAN BECOMES HERMIT. Until we were positive of not being pur- sued, we ran on, hardly expecting to en- counter other human beings in the deep wood. But to our dismay the briary path led straight into a rustic hovel, which bore marks of recent use. Our approach had been scented, for a large sheep dog came out of the hut and barked ferociously at us. A grumbling old hermit,.with long beard and ragged clothes, followed the dog closely. He gazed at us for several seconds and then, as though he had come in contact with a whole army of hobgoblins, hc turned and Hed to an inner room of the house. leaving his dog as sentinel at the entrance. Quite sure that the old fellow had concealed him- self because of fear, we started down the grassy'pathway. but we hadn't gone more than two yards when we heard an anxious voice calling for us to halt. Turning about. we came face to face with Arthur Lannigan. He still bore marks of having lived a soli- tary life, but an almost complete transfor- mation had taken place. His beard had been shaved off and he wore a compara- tively new suit, but his hair, which seemed to annoy him. was hung in waves over his shoulders, causing him to blush when the wind tossed it about his face. 'We tried to impress upon him the fact of the wasteful life that he was leading and by careful per- suasion actually succeeded in getting him to promise to return to civilization as soon as he could get his long, Howing locks sheared. ' It was long after sunset when, hardly able to drag ourselves along, we came to the main road. Then, as though sent for our own particular comfort, a shiny limousine