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principal came in and spoke for a moment to the teacher and
left a sheaf of papers on her desk. And. the teacher gave the
class an assignment to do while she set to work with frowning
c~ncentration. At the dismissal bell she glanced up with an
all" of preoccupation and told them they could go, then re-
turned to her task.

The minutes passed and she worked on, then suddenly
looked up to find herself confronted by a pair of reproachful
gray eyes.

A flood of remorse swept over her. "Oh !--I'm terribly

sorry. I forgot. But I'm afraid I won't have time to come

tonight. Maybe some other time."

"Yes, maybe some other time."

But his voice was stiff and flat and there was no longer

reproach in his eyes; only a flash of pain just before they

Went blank and expressionless. He turned and walked stiffly

out and the door shut, quietly and carefully.

HAPPINESS

Happiness is such an obscure word. We experience
happiness and never know it existed until it has left us.
It seems so easy to make happiness lie in the past or
future: so easy to allow the present to be only the past and
future.

But each moment should be so completely utilized
with the present facts and situations that we have no time
to call on the past and future.

It is only in that last moment, when we are so completely
alone in thought, in that last minute before we fall asleep,
can we allow the past to creep in and the future to cloud
th~ present. Only then can we cry a little for the past and
wistfully hope for the future.

Pat Snyder

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