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PROPHrcy
Senior Class Prophecy
It was that short interval before the curtain rises when a musician is trying to concentrate upon the coming performance. The door burst open
and three figures tumbled in, oblivious to the Silence sign on the door. “Jack! You really are singing Marguerite?’’ Just as I was about to draw myself up to my full prima-donna height in righteous rage, I
recognized Harriet Westlake—then Sally I'aylor and \drginia Allison. After the first riotous greetings we began to compare notes. Harriet had just completed a successful tour with Keith’s vaudevfille where she was dancing some new contortion, a successor to the Charleston. Virginia was
her understudy. Sally was in New York with the Rodeo in which she is a prominent rider with her own string of horses from Idaho.
“But wait until you see Goodie!’’ I cried. “As a result of her long experience in trying to quiet the Hartridge study hall, she’s developed a
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