Barstow High School - El Desierto Yearbook (Barstow, CA)

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fl 741' si f A lLj.,,ii !Whereupo11 she proceeded to be th 13 t f ' ' tfhegfhalmf hour whichhlit .tookto prepare'l1?orSVb7e3d.eiS. of Wwes durmg L' 'WAA 'fLovelycml0FHiH,g !f01' aetrip like this! commented Mr. Kitling ina sarcastic tone. . ' , , .. , , f ,,'fBut, Jim,jwe,'ll really enjoyit- I , , UYSS? Maybe! you enjoy a lot of slush, but In don't'!l' I This' conversation took place. some three months .after Mrs. Kitling's- memorable .-accident. 'The place wasqon the boulevard between '?San Bernardino and, Los 'Angeles The purpose of the journey was pleasure, and Mrs. Kitling had insisted upon going in spite of the- drizzling rain that made the- paved road resemble a skating rink. - ' Q . ' Q . James was provoked 'with the morning, and with his wife for having persuaded him to venture 'forth on such a morning. He drove fast, as he-always g did when angry, looking straight ahead, with not a pleasant thought in his mind. ' i ' Then suddenly alargelred truck stood before them. It was too late to avoid a-collision! The two came together with a crash, the lighter car swerving round until it faced in the opposite di- rection. ' - J i - ff,Kit, are you all right? was the first thing James asked. !'fYes, butlook at the car, wailed Mrs. Kitling. James had jumped down as soon as he' heard her 4'yes, and was now re- garding the car with great care. J , 'fWe.ll, I'll be- Kit! There's a corner here!', He pointed to a break in thelong line of trees that bordered the roadhon either side., Unlessone was very familiar with the road he would never have expected that crossroadg it was sovill marked. Wall Wal! Yu got spun clear 'round,. didn't.yu? drawled the large man who had been driving the truck. i'What did it do to you? asked James. HO, nothin', only broke some spokes in that back wheel yu hit. Then, looking at the car, Hwal, wal, yu got considerable more'n a wantin' a garage? Wal, wal, there's one 'bout two miles back 'n I reckon I better haul yu. Got some rope? and he set to examine the contents of his tool box. 4'Here's some. Les' tie 'er up, ' he said, after a second. J James was very cheerful during the short--drive to the garage. First, his wife was dazed, then curious, and finally she understood. Manlike, he was trying to excuse himself for the accident by emphasizing the bad weather which made it difficult to see for a distance greater than half a block, and how ill marked-the corner was. But he did it all in a very cheerful manner that gave an ap- pearance of uneasiness underneath. That was a bad place. Jove! This means a new radiator- and Lord knows what else, he remarked. Of course the corner should be marked, but if we had not been going so fast I think it- , Q Page Fifteen

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' ' ,-, ' ' .ZPL J lf '4' ' -' - ' if 5-wi 3- 'J' .2157 ' ..,'r,l A 9 il .1 Q was progressing with such velocity that I could' not stop, so I drove right through a hotel that happened to- be in front of me. Did you get any mail? p - - ' f'Yes, there's a letter in there for you from the speed king-'L Well, I' must go home and start dinner. Goodgbye, Jimi? . I The next evening Mrs. Kitlingwas putting the last touches on. her table. Sherwas about toiserve to Jim and 'a .business friend of his, Mr. Sprecker, the meal which she had planned on the fateful ride of the day before. The table really looked quite pretty with its American Beauty centerpiece. She was again naming the dishes to be served, when she- heard Jim and Mr. Sprecker enter. ' She glanced into the buffet mirror, and being assured that- she looked well, went into the front room. , I V ' - V HThis is my wife, Mr. Sprecker, said Jim as she entered. '4Well, well, boomed Mr. Sprecker, f'I'm sure' you have a de- lightful home, Mrs. Kitling. Such lovely roses on the porch. ' You know, roses are my favorite-flower. I f'Yes, responded Mrs. Kitling. They are beautiful. That is Mr. Kitling's favorite bush. He ,is very' particular about thecare it receives. ' - I . - I HThat is the finest rose we have, by a long, way, spoke Jim. But we've some others that are pretty. Like to see theb? ,Then, turning to his wife, Hweld have time before dinner, Kit? A 4 HO, yes, I'm sure you will, and she fairly flew tocomplete the preparation of the meal. if ' ' The dinner passed smoothly and pleasantly. Mr. Sprecker' was a very interesting talker 'and it seemed- no time until they were seated in the front' room. ' if We might take a ride, only Mrs. Kitling. had a little mishap with the machine yesterday, said James. Didn't hurt anything'much? asked the guest. f . f4Oh, No! Only took off a few fenders and some lights, Mr. Kitling assured him. ' But the funny thing was how it happened. She spied a bird or something she Wanted- on a telegraph pole.and went up to get it. But when she got up the car wouldn't go into reverse, so she went down the other side. When she reached the lblottom she couldn't -make'-the-brakes work so she went through a o e . .. . , - 'fWell, that's almost as bad as- and until Mr. Sprecker left ani hocur and a half later, they spoke of nothing but automobile ac- Cl en s. a . When he had gone Mrs. Kitling sat down and played the piano. HJove, that's some piece! Where'd you learn it? . commented James. , i'Oh, I don't know. I was oin to la it for Mr. S recker, but he preferred other things. g g W p y - D Z'Say, Kit, are you peeved? , KPQQVGCI? Why, no, 'of course I'm not, Jim, old dear. ' It's nine o clock and I'n'1 sleepy. Page Fourteen if xg., .. M ' afar 1' -. f. ,.-.AJ -V c, f , . r ',. --: H, jx 5. dl - -1 1. riff- A-2 T1ff? . ' i, , W

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. 1 Yes, but who wants to ride at a snail 's pace on such aqfine. morning. Did you ever fsmell anything as good as this aiI ?'7' No, unless it was this morning about seven or seven-thirty? It was magnolious, but you-'? , A x . u 'fKEit,'when did you get that Word? , I - Wasn't it strange how he could think up something to say every time she ventured near the accident or his former attitude? But Mrs. Kitling was a wise little woman, and understanding then' nature of a man, she did not utter her thoughts aloud ,but hastened. to befriend her word. , Why, that word just expresses it, even if I did coin it myself, doesn't it?,' 1 I . '4Yes, I suppose it does. You might write a dictionary if you could remember to spell water with one 't, ' he responded, laugh- in l . ' ' ' gY'Maybe I can't spell so well, but the only thing I ever. drove into was- ' I c I p. A hotel, offered James. I guess we have arrived, Kit, he added as the truck pulled them into a garage.. . ' A Mrs. Kitling sat in the office and looked out-at the steady downfall of rain until, her husband and the proprietor .of the garage entered. , a ' . A ' f'How badly is the car damaged? asked, Jim- as they ap4 proached. - - g - h, I don't know exactly. You'll have to have a new radiator, fenders, front lights and hood at least, and perhaps some damage was done to the frame. ' Well, thought Mrs. Kitling, HI may have' caused a lot of trouble and I certainly have afforded my share. of amusement, but tHe who laughs last laughs best,' and I'm surely going to laugh, too! FREDERVICA DRESIE. 1, Q 10000000 'tCan anyone, Fritz, between us come? Floyd asked in accents tender. - HWell, quoth Leonard, behind the door, They'd have to be mighty slender. ooooooooo '- It was the ni ht before the first quart l J . Alb it Hill, Fred Gleasongxand others were in the stlidlfy elixalllfllousily Sli- gaged in wondering what was to become of them on the morrow, when Mr. Thomas entered and placed the examination program on the board. At the end he wrote, HConflicts Friday I-2:30. Albert looked at lt a minute, then turning to Fred said: HI know what that word 'conflict' means. We're going to have a basketball game with the Sophsf' , , Page Sixteen