Louis Albert Banks tells this story of a young girl cut off just after
her graduation from school:
And there is her diploma, lying just as she threw it there, when
she came home from college, but a few days before she was taken
ill. I came up with her to the room, and she flung the diploma
in there with a sort of girlish glee, and it stuck at an angle
across the compartment of the bookcase. She closed the door on
it and said, “Well, I’m glad I’ve got you anyhow!” and it has
never been touched since. Two weeks later, we went with her over
to the cemetery and laid her beside her father; and there lies
her unused diploma that cost her so much hard work and that she
was so proud to obtain. (Text.)
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