1927 Cedrus Yearbook

1,1 VVVV'1".1"1"/"1 1/',VW/WI 1/V' 1927 THE CEDRUS 1.92.7 CURIOSITY The saying is "Curiosity killed the cat." Perhaps it did. If the results are not always as dire as that may indicate, at least they are very often embarrassing. I had gone to visit one of my friends for the afternoon. She stepped out of the room for a moment,and it was then, while my eyes wandered over the room, that I saw the box. For my own sake, I may say that I was not more than nine or ten years of age, I think. At any rate, the box attracted my attention and my feminine curiosity was at once aroused. As I remembered it, the little cube was not more than two inches in width and three inches in height and depth. It seems, as I try to recollect it, that it was a pale blue box. But there was a cover and it was tightly fixed. Ah,there was the cause for my discomfiture. What possibilities it contained! My gaze and desires were centered, not on the box,but its contents. I looked about me. My friend could not see me. No one else was in evidence. If I raised that lid and looked into the entrancing box, who would know? Was I entertaining ideas of deception? Perhaps. But wait! I advanced brazenly, but cautiously. There was a small catch which held the cover down. I fingered this. Then I loosed it. Whiz! Up came the lid and with it a cry that could be heard all over the down- stairs. I stared dumbly at the Jack-in-the-Box which had arisen before me. After my first surprise I was terrihly chagrined to hear, against all hopes,the laughter of myfriend. Someone said, "Oh, what a tangled web we weave When first we practice to deceive!" Might I add— "How great, how much is our chagrin When boldness gets to look in!" —F.M.