Butler High School - Magnet Yearbook (Butler, PA)

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THE SENIOR ZWAGNET 17 HThanks, Paul, you surely know a good friend when youlve met himf' The following evening found Mr. and lllrs. Lease, Paul and Tedl' in the dining-room of the Lease home, enjoying a delicious dinner prepared by Mrs. Lease. After dinner Paul and Ted adjourned to Paulls room where he quickly and quietly told told 'fTed', what happened on said night. Although HTed felt sorry for Paul, he couldnlt refrain from laughing. They both laughed and con- sidered it a pretty good joke. i'But, f'Ted, I can't understand why 'tStiff would do it. 'iWell, Paul, you know Stiffl' al- ways was jealous of your remarkably good looks. lt was true, Paul was good look- ing. He was short and slender and had very fine features. An olive com- plexion, large brown eyes, and beauti- ful teeth. His black hair, with its firmly set waves, was the envy of both boys and girls alike. All Longville's younger set were reioicing over bids received for the Chin Chinners Ball which was to be held at the town's leading dance hall. Stiff Berger approached Ted Vane. 'KCan you-get me a date for the dance, HTed ?l' UHow's this, old man? Two girls are coming from Los Angeles for this dance. I had intended to take one of them and let Paul take the otherg but he told me that he has accepted a new position and will leave the first of the month. Now, that means that you can take the other Miss. 'iShake on it, 'iTed,,' that's fine, said UStiff. VVhen the day of the dance arrived, Paul stayed at Ted's, in order to keep secluded from all eyes. K'Ted's cousin Emily arrived from Dayton to accompany Ted to the dance. She was not known in Longville, this be- ing her first appearance there. The details of the plot were related to her and everyone anxiously awaited night. At nine o'clock, a Buick Sedan drove up to Vanels door. From it emerged Stiff, who looked good enough for any dame. This same car drove away carrying a young lady, two young men and another man im- personating a woman. She dances divinely, thought Stiff,l' and talks so sweetly. Her boyish bob was the most becoming one there. HAnd they call you Polly,', sa'id Stiff as he danced gaily on holding this lovely creature. Stiffl' displayed his selfishness on this particular night by dancing almost every dance with Polly. They drove home and 'fStiffH was so happy that nothing mattered now. When he was departing, he asked if he might not have one of her cards. Gladly, she drew one from her pu.rse and handed it to him. Then it was goodnight, HP o l l y,'l Hgoodnight, Stiff.l' Both were gone. 'tSriff'y Berger turned on the light in his bedroom and from his pocket he drew a card on which he had im- planted a kiss while on the journey home. This card read Mr. Paul Lease, 670 Eighth Ave. He turned it over and 'AREVENGE IS SVVEETH greeted him.

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l 16 THE SENIOR Mia! GNET Revenge Is Sweet ALFRED PATTERSON Paul Lease heaved a sigh as he crawled into bed. He heard the clock in the library strike twelve and was delighted with the thought of eight hours sleep with pleasant dreams. The night was cold, in fact, very cold for late February. Paul was aroused from his sleep by the sound of the telephone. He was alone in the house, the family having gone to the country for the week-end. The phone continued ringing, and Paul lay wondering what to do. Finally, he jumped from his warm bed to the cold Hoor, snatched a robe and slipped into bedroom slip- pers and was soon at the telephone. Hello, said Paul. Hello, said a male voice on the other end of the line. 'iSay, Paul, this is Ted. I'm down at the depot, having just arrived on the one-thirty flyer. I have called home and can't arouse anyone. As I have extra bag- gage along, I thought you might drive down for me. HI sure will, replied Pauly just wait and I'1l be right dow-n. Back upstairs went Paul, shivering a little more at every step. Hurriedly, he dressed, but with delight because he liked TedU and would do almost anything for him. Ted Vane was one of Long- ville's Upolished gentlemen, who had been engaged in advertising in Los Angeles for several years. He was a good friend of Paul's when in Long- ville. Paul was in the garage making every effort possible to start the en- gine of his somewhat dilapidated Ford. Vigorously, he struggled, but in vain, so he decided to walk. Out into the cold he went, strong winds blowing against his cheeks. Honk, honk, he stepped back to avoid the approaching wheels of an automobile. Slipping and sliding he hurried on. At last he reached the station but there was no Ted', in view. He looked around, walked arou.nd and waited patiently, but still no 'fTed appeared. He was wondering what to do when a volley of snowballs, ac- companied by shouts of laughter, struck him. Quickly, he decided what to do: go home, the joke was on him-and how? Back in his warm bed, he wondered why anybody would do a trick like that on him. Well, he would be quiet about it and perhaps he would be able to find the guilty one, or ones. No one Urazzedl' him the follow- ing days and Paul was afraid it was going to be impossible to find Hhis manf' He received a letter from Los Angeles, from 'fTed,'y saying that he would be in Longville for a monthis vacation, arriving about the middle of March. As the fellows were assembled in the poolroom one night, Stiff Ber- ger said to Paul, I heard that 'fTed was in town. Have you seen him ? A few of the fellows snickered, and Paul knew- at that moment that he had found Hhis man. His only thought was Revenge.U He answered Stiff'l by telling him that it was hardly so, as he had had a letter from him that day. When Ted arrived in Longville, the second person to greet him was Paul. 'fCome up for dinner tomor- row eveningf' said Paul. HI need a friend so 1'm taking you into my confidencef'

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18 THE SENIOR ZWAGNET Misplacecl Trust ETHEL AMMON Help! Helpli' Had he been dreaming or was that really a cry of distress? HHelp! help! -the choking cry was repeated and with one bound Ted was out of bed and standing by the open window. The cry had seem- ed to come from outside. Silence-I Perhaps his nerves al- ready overtaxed by events of the day before, were playing tricks on him. In the tense silence that fol- lowed the cries, Ted hastily dressed, his thoughts meanwghile retracing, with lightning speed, the events of that terrible day. Bob Sloan, his next door neighbor, and lifelong friend couldn,t have done it! Tied couldn't believe it. And yet-Bob and his father had quarreledg the cause Ted didnlt know, couldn't find out. Bob had simply came over very late, two nights ago, told Ted he was leaving home on account of a quarrel with his father, wrung Ted's hand in fare- well, and was gone. There had been tears in his eyes-and Ted, bewilder- ed, felt a sympathetic mistiness about his own. And then, the next morning, a frightened and incoherent Mrs. Shane, the Sloans housekeeper, ran over, and, wrhite and shaking, told them that when she had found Mr. Sloan-here her tears and moans in- terrupted the story-lying on the Hoor in the living room. He was dead-she knew he was dead- wouldnit they come over and see+ Help! The cry weaker now, came again. In bedroom slippers instead of shoes, Ted paddled noiselessly down- stairs, and in a moment was at the low hedge separating the Sloan yard from his own. Undoubtedly the cry had come from there. Vaulting over the hedge, he ran to the house, and then realizing that he was unarmed, his natural impulsiveness gave way to caution. Everything was dark. His heart in his throat, he nimbly and very cautiously climbed the porch railing, and choosing a dark spot, crept cau- tiously around to the front door, in- tending to open it-and then-the light in the living room flared up! Without any more hesitation, he rushed into the hall, and there stood Bob Sloan, surveying, with the ut- most satisfaction, the work of his hands. At his feet-bound and gag- ged lay an exhausted and battered figure whom Ted recognized as Mr, Sloan's secretary. AKWhat the-? How-? When did you come back ?', gasped the as- tounded Ted, his words tumbling over each other in his amazement. I came home this evening-found the house dark and still-not a soul around. Supposing every one in bed, and too worn out to even bother go- ing upstairs, I stretched out here on the davenport and must have fallen asleep. Anyway, something woke me, and then I saw a little point of light wandering over Dad's desk-a Hash- light held by a dark shadow-that fel- low there,H kicking him with his foot. Then he must have been- be- gan Ted. He was,'l interrupted Bob. 6'VVell. l just gave one jump, and landed on him. I guess I was pretty rough, be- cause he yelled loud enough to waken the dead. He musthave thought I was Dad, and been off his head or something, for between yells,-he kept