Washington High School Cadets - Adjutant Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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'Reveries of a. Rookie Cadet? By Roberta Young,- Sally Hamilton, E. H. S. Honorable Mention EE! that ground looks hard-Gosh! look at all those people in the stands--Wonder if my mother and sister can see me. I sure hope that Weak garter won't bust before inspection. These and countless billions-Cdon't know next highestj-of other disconnected thoughts rushed through the bewildered brain of Ron- nie's rookie head as his company marched onto the diamond battlefield for his first Competitive Drill. What a conglomeration of emotions-pride, fear, hope and anger-Darn that boy in front of me he's out of step-Oh gee! no it's me that's out. Here's hoping that old hawk eye didn't notice it. The inspection has started. I'm in the mid- dle-wish I was on end-no I don't, I'd have that much longer to worry. He's getting nearer and nearer-he sure is coming fast. Beneath his newly cleaned and pressed uni- form his heart beat a wild tattoo. In his an- guish he could feel his stiff-Cin its strongest sensej-collars wilting. O-o-o-o-o here he comes. I bet my hat is on at an angle and my tie is crooked. But I can't even bat an eyelash now. He's so close-I'm next-Gee! He's mean looking. He's here-no criticisms-yet. Turn that thumb right. Gone-First normal breath in an hour. No, I guess it was really only two minutes-but he's gone now. Is he through already? Time to drill so soon? Gee! which is my left foot-no it must be this one. Why doesn't that lieutenant talk louder or plainer or sum'pin -I can't under- stand a thing he says. Um uh! Time to flop. There goes my hat and after all that practicing I did too in the backyard. Jee-roo-sa-lem, what in heaven's name is ail- ing this rifle. Of all times to act like this-goes off after even the echo of rest is dead. Won't I catch Hail Columbia from the captain tomorrow. Ohl I just remembered. I wonder if Jane's got my armband on? I bet she's got Jack's on, too. Darn that boy. Why can't he keep away from her?-Company Charge!-Well here's where I shine. At least I can yell louder than anybody else. I guess I can still walk 'cause here I am marching off the field. Were we really only on there twenty minutes? My mouth and eyes and nose and ears are full of sand and I got a lot of bruises, but outside of that I think I'm O. K., and best of all the Competitive Drill is over for another year. Gee! only a year. Oh well! that's something. And there's Jane and she's got my armband on and she's waving to me and saying something. I guess this ain't such a bad old world after all. 'flfhrass Buttons, or Red Ribbons CContinued from Page 95 regiment came first. Mary just knew he was going there. Oh, he had to! On he walked: past companies A, B, C, D. Mary wasn't greatly worried by that. Of course, if any Northern Company won, it would be Bill's E. But. what was the matter? He went right past it. Northern's hopes were blasted, as far as Mary could see. But wait! What was he do- ing? Why he had turned to Company Fl .Iack's companyl How had they happened to win? Mary didn't know. She didn't care. She hurried down the run-way not even waiting for the rest of the awards. She left her friends star- ing after her in wonder. That didn't matter to Mary. She had only one thought-Jack! Mary ran down to the gate and stood there, impatiently waiting for the cadets to leave the field. As the winning company came off, she scanned the passing faces eagerly. Ah, there he was! She rushed up to Jack and, much to his surprise, threw her arms around him. He won- dered if the victory had gone to his head. But, no, she was really there. She hung on his arm and poured out admiring praise, as he had so often seen her with Bill-as he had so often imagined her with himself. At last she noticed his silence and questioned him about it. He looked down at her and said, You know. Mary, I haven't any more brass buttons now than before. I'm still a long way from a cap- tain. Oh, who cares about captains and brass buttons? answered Mary, gazing up at him adoringly, I don't-and anyway, you've got a red ribbon. now. l32l

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MAJOR RAYMOND G. PAYNE, U. S. A. Assistant Professor of Nlilitary Science and Tactics Kc W