The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1916-06-22

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tones, why let the men run this gov
eminent? The women are their supe- |
rior morally, mentally and spiritually"
Could this be the champion speaker of |
the class of '16. When the speech was
finished l rushed up to the speaker, ex-
claiming, "Are you not my friend and
classmate Marian Waterman" 'Sure-
w." she said, sit is L." She was the
leading speaker in the suffrage world |
and was arousing the women of America
to put woman in the presidents chair
and was herself the candidate for this
office. l should like to have talked
more but the fates interviewed and was
once again transported, this time to an
enormous grand stand watching game
of base ball. The score was tie at the
eighth inning and as the pitcher for the
Red Sox's goes out for the ninth, the
lady next me rises to her feet and cries,
Roy, Oh Roy Green, Get the game"
looked at her curiously for minute and
then exclaimed, ''Why Lillian Knowl-
ton, what are you doing here?"
watching the game" said Lily. eff
the Red Sox win l have promised to
marry Roy Green, but think shall do
so any way" Lillian had always been
attracted to base ball players in the
if they could Shute well.
The next scene was lovely boulevard
and could just discern car coming
down the farther end of it; by the sound
l knew it to be little Joe Ford. When
it was within yard of me. it stopped
and l saw that the occupants of the car
were Richard Stephenson and Vera
Greenlaw. Richard got out of the car
and began to tinker with the engine.
Finally he said, "Well it can't be did. l
guess we will have to walk" Just then
along came another car driven by girl.
She stopped to see what the trouble was.
1t was Vera's sister Una. Una asked
Richard to get in and go with her, which
he did, and left poor Vera alone. This
was no unusual thing for Dick, for he
was always very tickle and would leave
one girl for another.
While watching Richcrd fine house
caught my eye. 1t was beautiful place,
the grounds were kept up finely and every
thing looked neat and tidy. A large auto
mobile was standing at the end of the
walk. | was wondering who could live
in this beautiful house when man came
out Of the door; he looked very natural
and l worked my thinking capacity to
its greatest extent to remember him,
and it was only after he had driven off
that it dawned on ME that 1t was Howard
Owen cannot be far off. As was med
enough it was Marguerite, just as hand
some as ever. | went up and made my
self known; we had a lovely talk and she
showed me the dearest little boy and
told me it was Howard, Jr.
Once again was transported and once
again | was in the business section of
New York. A Ford stops at the curb
and a woman gets out and starts to 90
in at the door of a business college.
whats your hurry, " cried l, "Arn'tyou
Gladys Michaels." The woman claims
that name, for it was Gladys; she was
chief instructor in the business college.
She showed me through the school and
told me that if ever had need of stem
ographer to call upon her. She also
took me for ride in her car and told me |
that she drove it herself to divert her |
mind
My next stopping place was quite a
jump from New York, for | am now in
Paris in front of the shop of the fashion
able modiste Mile. Henri, in the Rue de
Paris. Recalling that l would need an
evening gown very sooE l went into the
shop. She told me that she would show
me her most fashionable gowns. A mod.
ell with a superb form almost equal to
that of Venus herself, comes forward
and l recognize my classmate, Margaret
lnnes. She told me that the call Of the
stage had been so strong (for she was
toe dancer in the EVENING" that she had
given up all thoughts of being rurse.
Her form was so perfect that Mile Henri
had begged her to become her star mod
ell, and for the fun of it she had done so.
Once again saw the green fields and
groves of Ireland. | was back in the
stone chair and a wee, small voice was
saying: "You have seen half of your
classmates as they will be in the future;
now you must surrender your seat to
Miss Knowlton."
DORIS ANITA CLIFFORD.