Western Oregon University - Yearbook (Monmouth, OR)

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THE. NORM TWELVE 1913 Ipeevishlyl. Whats. the matter With them now? Leech. Its not the present that makes me solemnenot the present, but the past-the past. ' IHISTORYJ Take heed, and may the fUtUPGFIIIELY the future be better-be better. ITokes out notecose and presents papehl My bill. 1913 Bakes bill, mods it, sighs, gives him her puma without looking into i251. Your bill takes all I have. ' Leech. Does it so? Very well. IOffeaqs his mm to Wealth and they go out 750967512th , Vanity. Wealth departs With the doctor. Ah, well, Well soon see two radiant blue eyes above a new diamond ring. IPoverty slips in and goes up stage, coming doom on 191938 leftj 1913. Who are you? . Povemiy. I am Poverty, the stimulant of Domestic Science. 1913. I am sorry to see you leave the ranch to be With me. Povevnty. My visit will be inconvenient, no doubt, for meand you both. ' Deceit. The Leech is a, ridiculous doctor. Truth. Why so? Deceit. He tells you nothint you dont know and can help, leavin? the remedy to be guessed. Tmth DwebukinglyJ. He is my choice among physicians. Introspection is the sovereign specific. Deceit. Oh, oh! Airft it to laugh! . Tmth. Ishmplyl. Some day you may receive in the mail an invitation to go to Coquille. If you do, go! IExit, hgaughtily. 1913. I feel so unhappy. Beauty, bring the mirror. IBeauty does 80. 1913 looks into it and puts it aside in disgustl Joy. Goodbye! I have to take the 4 0,010ka motor for Inde- pendence. Beauty. And I must hie t0 ttJustideIWeV to sew on bachelor buttons. IThey go out, letting in Sorrow and Age. Sorrow Icmssmg to 19131. Behold us! Ipomtmg to hefselfl Sorrow. . A96 IfOll-meg switJ. Age; green old age. ' Vanity. A word from the Emerald Isle!

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j ELEVEN THE NORM A im- Mame Me; . tmnl t run- tEhte? Discord, Ambition, Vanity and Deceit. Discord takes he? 'I w . 7 dIQ-f U'm-v ' V . . . usual place on the stageJ t -' 1. HHMML'I MW Aembztzon tbmsklyl. What! Not mooning by the fire When r .ux. you should be a.gallop With Destiny? - Vanity. Where is your pride, 13? HI 1WD Discord. White squaw heap stick. ' - Decett. Keep tellint yourself you,re well and you,ll recover. m; Iwnum, ,1 t . 1.913.. .No, I cant Nemesis has. chosen me as her afhhity. .5 5 Th. :13! me Ambttwh. Come, come! You must attend the mee'tlng of 1:;Mg. m Mn, i'.t'f1ldf the Student Body. . rm H:- 1913. My. own worries me more. H'm t l . . Vanity. Be warned: melancholy raises wrinkles and scores , I n d 5: 't' Them the deuce with onets perspective. i Vnmr in. Deceit. Laugh ant keep sayin, you ar'entt i11- ' n'- HHU . n? m Muioom tEnteq TruthJ 1: f. l m :rwzmgf Mm Tmoth ttakthg tn the situation qutcltlyl. 111? Have you sent for the Leech? funh' In hr with youur 1.913. I hate him; he has such. a stickery title. What good could he do? . !' Wh-n- is Health? Tmth. He tells your past so that by correcting the wrongs you may have a more comfortable future. Itll call him. tGotth Vanity. Nay, he never could be prevailed upon to come While the game is still love-qone. EH2, Baum?! 'i'l'i JON Truth. If duty calls, he Willeeven though it means. driving ,M 5m. wu zhis numing7 after dark. tExit. 1913 Eshtvem'ngl. I feel worse every minute. J 0y. Im so sorry! ERe-ehteT Truth followed by Leech. Leech looks lingerihgly back through the dome for several seconds. The orchestra. softly plays several bars from the ttMisevneaheh 0f ttIl vaa- th. .irzxzkmg the healthg . 2. 1' tn'lqt Li-vmmu-r m In Irsmd. Tina ,WU $011!:th tom. Leech crosses mom but at Centeoh turns and Ire- m. turns to dew and looks out longihgly once more. The J yimu- sum .Wur m music continues until he has crossed the room a second h ' ht time and halted by 1913ts ehtm'H . ,. wu. lull? xng 1913 temssly, as Leech stands at Open door the second ttmeJ. ? M l. muml Hugh For heavents sake, shut that door! ' m Leech tsighs, crosses stage and feels her pulsel. Each of your . twenty-three component parts-your tW'enty-three compOnent 'amh'l' parts feels ill.

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N , , NTHIRTEEN , THE NORM mm . With th ' 7 Lu! slinky, me .9111 How? 1913. You intend to stay? 509mm. Sorrow. Until the end-until the shadows creep down. from the mountain tops and darkness spreads its ebon Wings 07er all the world for you: and night comes on, bringing its silent spaces wherein the aching past by stinging memory presses. forth the ., Wtears that flow in an unseen rivulet to Wash away the stands of '3331 '3-l 3!be hope. N-ow shalt thou know the bitter taste of teardrops that 3. U33; t i; ii . . . m l l W im 1,1er stream from eyes. Whlch can not plerc-e the gloom of approachzmg . mm 3 mm may the futurebe 5.5-3 c wiv'llLi ll ftp, . eternity: . . . . . ' ! ' aw lm- mm M Ambztwh tsarcastwallyl. Wlth sruch frlends at hand, 1t were useless for me to tarry. Fare you well! tEm't. 13m 1.3. w! 4; MlJVelLW .1913 U0 herselfl. Can thewlords. of Nemesis be true? I nun. .imnuml ring. Wonder! ' . m; n... n 1913? 'Ehter Fear. She holds the door Mar and motions to Cour'algej '3 Fear. Go! I rule here in your stead. .. Ml-dlh 1 l'nmestlcx. haughtlilyahd goes outj Hm fu- mm'h tubewithz . Fear Ecloses door carefully, then crosses to 1913 and places m. ywnt, Mu dqmbtjorr hand upon her m'ght shoulderJ. 1913 tshuddem'hgl. Your hands are like :ice. Fear. I am Fear. 1913 tglcmcihg up frightefhedl. And must I be a. coward too? 13'; dhrlltl'. Fear. Ay. s m dnn'z know and Gil! 1913. Alas! My one part man has. faded quite away. Means f07 uwa,rd with face in her homdsj r?.uzw :mwm-7 P113333 CURTAIN. ACT THIRD. 31'1'5333 : Scene: . The same. Afternoon of the same day. 1913 now quite 41 may rwt'il'c 313333er 4 ill, lies in bed bolstered up by pillows; her face wan cmd 15:0,W Hfrii, ham; despairing. Vanity cmcl Deceit are at her bedside. V. a hrmx' tln' mirmr. . 1913. I tell you there :is no hope. I shall die. 1 . 4. NH 3? 5,110 infill Vanity. Don,t say that. Where is. your pride, pray? ; '3 33 1' .. wtorfor'3 - 1913. 13m sure of it. ' '1... I m-lmk Deceit. How can you tell Whats goirf to happen? If you hm uh-rr' m .4011 ?! ..' and all your twenty-three members would Shout for joy. '. mm, :1: SMITH r: 1913. A mlghty shout could'not recelllJoy. She has gone to 3 3 pmiulirlflm ' Independence. tSighingJ Pm golng to d1e. . '33 ' Deceit. Nonsense. You cant foretell Whats goml to be, fee huh! u w 1: HM 5H3 I Hth' 13d. ECourage glances at 1913 who makes no sigh, then draws up did know the future no doubt your fears would prove groundless