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TEnPDRRETfIDRES
The Senior Class Prophecy
I stop before the great gilt sign and gasp amazedly at the mixture of old and new which meets my eye. “ Mount Olympus— you are indeed of the gods
admirable location, easy access, all modern conveniences!
A figure, sitting on a ladder, finishing the last scarlet announcements, utters an exclamation which changes to a whoop of surprise at sight of me. This Olym­
pian in overalls tumhles down and pounces upon me. Lo, it is none other than Sue Henrotin! After unintelligible greetings are over, I glean that she is piloting this new real estate venture, and since it is in the most favorable part of all Kansas, she has an unfailing optimism.
“Yes, everyone is an enthusiast! Polly Hughes, eager welfare worker that she is, has given up getting under the skin of the natives of Afghanistan and is here overseeing the heating apparatus for the new cottages, while Martha Ann, who is leading a gypsy life, travelling about in her Ford caravan, is working at
the filling station down the street near Virgil’s school. Virge is carrying on Hart- ridge traditions in her own institution of learning. Crajio is visiting her now
but she is leaving soon for an extensive tour of China with her famous marionettes.
Have you heard any news of any others of the old guard ?” continues Sue. i4I see that Bahhie has written innumerable song hits, and, of course, the whole world knows that Theresa Brakeley, poor girl, committed suicide because her aero­ plane stunts brought so much publicity. I met Dobbie the other day. She was
in America for the first time in five years, and only for a short campaign in
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