The Monmouth inquirer. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1865-1933, 1926-01-28

Getting Ready


SITS a dream!" wrote Dorothy to
her girl friend. My graduation dress.
/ mean. You viii rave over it,
know. OF course, had to pay lor
it with many sleepless night tL4t
was devoted to plotting and planning,
but 1t was well worth the exertion.
1t is a perfectly sweet dress. l love
it. that's all.
rather is SO peculiar. It is most
amazing. think it is a sign that he
is getting old. He looked like
thunder cloud last night when / was
just talking about Iny dress. Then
he said: i forbid you to say another
word in my presence about that tire
some aress. / haze heard nothing
else fos 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 ia
Their? Why. felt perfectly dreadful
about it. But men are queer. all ex-
c6pL OuD. 110 uuueASIduuS 1AhC pei
fectly, thank goodness.
eMy eradication essay is just as
beautiful as II 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 school
teacher, so she knows an awful lot
about essays and things. While !
crammed for my Latin examination
last week Mrs. Dimple worked on my
essay. 1t is entitled 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 us.
should have explained the matter to
mother, for I'm sure If she knew she
wouldn't object.
II 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 1t is very difficult task, espec-
tally 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 twelve o'clock! Has all this grad
uation stuff turned your head COM
pletely? Your mother and / want to
go to sleep. I'll see you in the morn
ing about all this noise!' Isn't father
peevish? Really, l 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 will have to walk down the aisle
with Tony. He's nice boy, but /
can't forgive him because of his stiff,
stickup' 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?
Il 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 Eut
that's just nonsense.
Il would much rather receive flow
ers than presents, anyway. You see,
/ am to have flower girls, and think
how humiliating it would be If they
had no flowers to carry! You under
stand what mean, don't you, Mar
jory? Men are so dense.
II wonder what Bob is going to
send me. Whatever it is. I'll love it,
because well, just because. / am Civ
ins him my photograph in a perfectly
beautiful frame, which / embroidered
myself Next fall he is going away
to a coed college, where there will be
hundreds of pretty girl students.
wanted him always to have a gentle
reminder of me on his dresser, you
see. altho he insists that he will new
er, forget me, even if he is thousands
Of miles away. Do you think he will
forget me, Marjory7 s7Aisn
And now, dear, as / must study
my Categorical Imperative III have
to close the longest letter ever wrote
in my life, with oceans Of love and
kisses" HD'p M