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Show Strollin' Through the Halls Gosh, isn't it a wonderful sixth period out in the ball away from it all the grind and slaving slav-ing and-oops, as I picked the pieces up from the floor, I gazed off to see an oh, so good- -k.J looking beige sweater, and gee, what pretty hazel eyes and dark hair. Umm-m, so this is S. K. Carl Childs, that all-city star, the boy who sends the lovely corsages to wear at informal dances. That reminds me so I flashed my little lit-tle badge and traveled on down the hall before he found out it was only a "Superman Pledge." Well, well there's cutie Jo Anne Squires looking ever so longingly across the hall. Blond blue-eyed juniors are pretty cute, thinks "Linke" (Ross Lyons to you) as he returns that "on the inside looking out" stare. I hear this goes on every day. They stand at the back door and wave. Oh, oh, Dorothy Knudson's tripping people peo-ple on her' broken leg again. Just 'cause she's a third year and is an angel, she thinks she can flash that old personality smile and get away with murder. She can. Say ! I wonder if that's where Dot Johnson got the pretty shiner. As long as we're on the Dorothys did I tell you about Irving's newest contribution to South's heartbreakers? Well, I hear she but I wasn't supposed to tell. Well, anyway, Dorothy Parkinson, Parkin-son, she's another blond, and 5' 4", with eyes of blue you'd like to look at more, and does she look heavenly in blue. Oh, oh, there's that ballet bal-let dancer (an himi a 1st Lewy, too) Carl Open-shaw. Open-shaw. A senior and still doing the spring dance ! Tall, cute, and blond, and so much fun ! ' Well, the bell's rung and guess I'll go home and rest after such a strenuous day. Oh for an ice cream cone! Where's Dotty Kilgore, the darling dar-ling little junior with the baby bob who always is so nice and passes it out in gobs. Oh, well, guess I'll have to be a plutocrat and spend my own money. ) |