Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1911-08-10
Getting Ready

Its dream!" wrote Dorothy to
her girl friend. my graduation dress,
mean. You will rave over it, l
know. OF course, / had to pay for it
with many sleepless night that was
devoted to plotting and planning, but
it was we'll worth all the exertion.
It is perfectly sweet dress. love
it, that's ALL
Father is so peculiar. 1t is most
amazing think it is sign that he
is getting old. He looked like thun-
der cloud last night when was just
talking about my dress. Then he
said: I forbid you to say another
word in my presence about that tire
some dress. l have heard nothing
else for whole month. My patience
is completely exhausted. If you
thought more of your studies and less
of style and the clothes you wore, it
would be more profitable to you
Wasn't that unsympathetic of
father? Why, l felt perfectly dread
full about it. But men are queer, all
except Bob. He understands me per-
fectly, thank goodness.
my graduation essay is just as
beautiful as it can be, even If / do
say SO myself.
Mrs. Dimple helped me write it.
She is our dresSmaker, you know, but
before her marriage she was a school
teacher, SO she knows an awful lot
about essays and things. While
crammed for my Latin examination
last week Mrs. Dinple worked on my
essay. 1t is entitled 1.-THE Categorical
Imperative
Mother says that she can't under
stand at all why Mrs. Dimple accom-
plished so little sewing this time
while she has been working for u.s.
should have explained the matter to
mother, for I'm sure if she knew she
wouldn't object
Il read my Categorical Imperative
to Bob. After he had listened to the
whole fourteen pages he said: Be
lieve me, Dorothy, that's some COM
position. Isn't he dear?
Il am trying to memorize my essay,
but it is very difficult task, espe-
cially when one gets no encourage
ment from ones family. l was recit-
ing it out loud while taking my bath
last evening, and father pounded on
the door and fairly shouted: Dorothy.
it's IL O'clock! Has all this gradua-
ton stuff turned your head complete
| ly? Your mother and want to go
to sleep. I'll see you in the morning
about all this noise Isn't father
peevish? Really, pity anybody who
makes SO much fuss about nothing.
Our graduation exercises are to
be held in the Masonic hall There
are only four graduates-Tony Tyler,
Sue Perkins. Bob and yours truly.
Sue and are wild to know which one
of us two will have to walk down the
| aisle with Tony. He's a nice boy,
but can't forgive him because of his
stiff, stick-up hair. Then, besides, he
has freckles, he lisps and he's cross
eyed Still, he is an awfully nice
boy. Don't you think that Sue ought
| to let me walk down the aisle with
Bob?
II mailed 125 invitations to friends
| of mine for our graduation exercises.
Father said: I don't approve Of that
at all. It's like begging for presents
to send out invitation cards. Why,
it's no better than highway robbery
But that's just nonsense.
I would much rather receive flow
ers than presents, anyway You see,
I am to have four flower girls, and
think how humiliating it would be If
they had no flowers to carry! You
understand what | mean, don't you,
| Marjory? Men are SO dense
Il wonder what Bob is going to
send me. Whatever it is, I'll love it,
because-well, just because. l am
giving him my photograph in a per
fectly beautiful frame, which l en-
broidered myself. Next fall he is go
ing away to coed college, where
there will be hundreds of pretty girl
students. l wanted him always to
have a gentle reminder of me on his
dresser, you see; although he insists
that he will never, never forget me
even if he is thousands of miles away
Do you think he ever will forget me-
Marjory?
and now, dear, as l must study
my Categorical Imperative I'll have
to close the longest letter l ever
wrote in my life, with oceans of love