Yeatman High School - Yeatman Life Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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pantry to see if she had crawled in there and sure enough. She was hanging there on a rafter. Nothing but her flannel petti- coat saved her, 'cause she was hanging by her petticoat that had caught on one of those big spikes. If she would have fallen, she shore wouldn't be able to cry like she's doin' now, 'cause that floor in the cellar is solid concrete. You know, I believe, now, that verse is true that says, 'God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to performf Don't you F Of course, everyone did, as more than one thing had happened that night that was similar to miracles. Chub and the others in her family were to spend the night at the home of a cousin who was her school teacher at that time. As they walked along, the conversation drifted to school subjects and Chub suddenly ex- pressed a bright idea to Mae. Say, Mae, my books are all blown up and I won't be able to find them tomorrow. Don't you think tl1at's a good excuse-for not having my homework? ' STILL ANOTHER VERSION fDedicc1.1cd fo those who fail to get their library books in on timej AUTHOR LINKNOVVN VVake me early, mother darling, At the faintest flush of dayg For I must be up and away, mother- I must be up and away. Put the little clock beside me, And wind the alarm up tightg For I've a library book out, mother- I took it out last night. VVake me early, mother darling, And leave the door ajarg For I must hustle, mother, And catch the early car. Have my rolls and coffee ready, So I can take my flightg For I've a lib1'ary book out, mother- I took it out last night. Wlake me early, mother darling, For school begins at nine. For I must be on time, mother- I must be on time. Have my coat and hat beside me- Have them there before it's light, For I've a library book out, mother- I took it out last night. Ninety-five

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DARKY-OR JUST HUMAN NATURE? BIARGUERITE GR.-XCE-JLIHC, 1914 it 'iw ELL, so's yuh tuhned up linally, ah sees. if PF Ben tuh coht, you say? X Bin dah fo dis whole day? ' 'Well, it's mah 'pinion dat it would a done yuh mo' good if dey had a kep' yuh dah for de res' ob yore life. X X 'F VVhat's dat yuh say 'bout mah bein' to coht, too? VVhy, ah was dah merely as a witness ob wrong done tuh po' Sistah Taylah. it it tk Huh? ti: Sam Jones said what? ak at ak Oh, how de jedge had tuh put me out'n de coht-room 'case ah talked too much. XVell. says ah tuh de jedge, ef ah cain't tell all ob de story, ah ain't gwine ter tell none. Why dat jedge he shet me up 'fore ahse haf fru! Now yo' jes' set right down hyah, Jim, an' ah'll tell yuh how 'twar. it X X You'd ruddah go back tuh coht, is yuh? Well, yuh ongrateful niggah! Hyah ah was gwine ter waste mah time a-tellin' yuh all de p'tic'lars an den yuh up an' say dat! Now dis hyah ting hez gone fah 'nough an' ah'se gwine ter quit mah washin' right dis heah minuet and pack you' cloze, and one shake ob de lamb's tail you'll be out'n de street. Now, doan you gib me none ob you' lip. Jes' keep you' mouf shet. Ah knows what yo' is gwine to do. Gwine ter make some such fool yarn like what yo' did las' Thursday night, when yo' didn't git home till mah clock coo-cooed free: den yo' try ter make beliebe dat mah clock am two hours fas'! Ah'se on tuh yo' all right. Now hyah's yo' bundle an' don you neber come back in yo' lib-long life. Does yo' hyah me? it 'l' Y Yo' glad you'se gwine? Pk 'l' 'lf An' you'll ma'y Lizah Taylah, what ah helped get her diborce from dat odder lazy niggah is ye? Not ef ah knows it. No sah! Yo's gwine ter stay right heah wif me for- evah and evah. W'asn't we jined by Parson Johnsing fo' bettah or fo' whuse? wk S1 :lf lk X X is X1 P11 Ik :ls Oh, howdy, Miss Ma'tha. Yes, Miss Matha ah'se hyah. Does yuh want me? Not me, but mah ol' man? it X Fo' de good Lawd! at 'F VVhat you say? Did he do dat now? at at Dat lil gal of your'n, Miss Ma'tha? at it bk Grabbed her from undah dem horses' feet? XVhy, Jim, you'se not so pow'ful bad after all-youse got yo' good faults' well as you' bad pints. Ah ain't neber gwine ter disbeliebe you 'gain, no siree! Well, honey! Y ou'se back? Well, dat's de gal bringin' home mammy's washin'! Is yuh shore dat yuh didn't drap none of dem cloze on de way? Miss Lucy's maghty p'tic'ler bout dem dere cloze. She wouldn't gib me her washin' 'cept only she knows ah wonlt lose none of dem. Now, ah knows, Miss Ma'tha, dat you'll scuze me of ah goes on wif mah washin'. Hyah ah wasted de whole mornin' jes doin' nothin'. Ah gotta wurk maghty hard now for dis here heroic and lubbin family. THE GOLDFINCH JAMES KAMP-June, 1924 Aflash of golden sunlight' 3 A sparkling note at dawng A glimpse of vivid colorg A goldfinch on the lawn. N inety-six