The Fourth of July at Eagle Springs

I'm Olive Soph, your beauty hope and bluster cream shampoo for soft flamorous, caressible hair bring you our Miss Brooke starring E. Varden. Fourth of July weekend arrived at Madison High Summer School. It was welcomed most enthusiastically by our Miss Brooke, so teaches English there.

I don't know why I look forward to such a brief holiday with such keen anticipation. I like my work and I'm very fond of my pupils. Then there's the school principal, Mr. Osgoode Conklin. Well, what do you know? I just found out why I look forward to such a brief holiday with such keen anticipation.

Mr. Conton and I never have been what the scientists call chemical affinities, but last week we really reached the ultimate in mutual harassment. I would hesitate to describe Mr. Conton's temper as volcanic, but by last Thursday I would swear I saw a thin trickle of lava flowing out of his ears.

I was telling my landlady Mrs. Davis about it Friday morning at breakfast. He hasn't been this irritable since last month when I broke his new glasses. My goodness Connie, how did you do that? It was an accident Mrs. Davis. They broke when we both bent down at the same time.

You both bent down? Yes, to pick up a hammer I had dropped on his foot. Oh, it's good it's certainly hard to get along with. with. Oh, Connie, did you say you wanted tea or coffee this morning? I said I wanted milk, Mrs. Davis. Oh, of course you did.

I'm getting so absent minded lately. Almost as bad as my sister Angela. How is Angela, Mrs. Davis? Angela. Your sister. Oh, she's terribly absent minded poor dear. Hi, the other Good morning, do you know what she did?