Cleveland High School - Beacon Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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Aw, go roll your hoop! replied the Spirit, selecting a peanut from the heap beside him. Please tell us how to find the Princess! implored Mike. On your way! said the Spirit with his mouth full. Pat grew wroth. Say, he inquired pugnaciously, how would you like a good sock in the jaw ?', Pooh, pooh I observed the Spirit impolitely, and chose another peanut with much deliberation. The two boys were bafiied. What, asked Mike plaintively, do we do now ? Pat scratched his head carefully, so as not to muss his hair. I guess we might as well keep on going, he suggested. Okay!', agreed Mike, and left the locality, followed quite closely by Pat. The Evil Spirit bit into a peanut, and sneered. The months passed, each one finding the brothers, by virtue of diligent questioning and persevering footwork, nearer to their goal, the House of Rsfte. Finally, footsore, ragged, and weary, they came to a somber castle, perched high upon a gloomy crag. They paused beneath its walls and re- garded it with much interest. A countryman passed, and Pat caught him by the sleeve. My good man, quoth he, to whom does that imposing edifice be- long? The countryman raised one hand to his ear. Hey'? said he. ' I said, can you tell us who owns that castle '?', What say? inquired the countryman anxiously. WHOSE HOUSE IS' THAT ? Pat shrieked, waving his arms wildly. The countryman eyed him indignantly. It belonged to the late Wizard Rsftef' said he, and don't shout in a person's ear like that. It's very rude. Whereupon he sniffed loudly and wended his way thither, leaving Pat and Mike to gaze after him with their mouths open. Anon they itarted up the road that led to the castle. Pat rang the bell, and the door was opened by none other than the Princess Iva. Hello, boys, she greeted them, Come in andmeet my husband. The boys gaped. Pat was the first to recover. Your husband '? he stammered. Yes, replied the princess, and, having led them into the parlor, she bade them make themselves at home, and left the room. She was not gone long, however, when she returned, and with her was Harold Isadore. Pat and Mike were struck speechless. Well, said Harold Isadore, aren't you going to congratulate me? Page Nineteen

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S 5 gl' lei xv- E.. ,ev .xg N 03'-9:,..,-Z.. 1-Rf The Lost Princess By William Reiley X , O NCE UPON a time there were three young men named, respec- O tively, Pat, Mike, and Harold Isadore, who lived all alone in a wee cottage in the middle of a wood and made their living by selling apples. One morning they were on their way as 141' f usual, to town, carrying their apples 1n wlcker crates, when they noticed a huge poster hung to the branches of a wayside oak. In glaring characters it proclaimed: qv' :PFW UOYEZ! OYEZ! OYEZ! WE REGRET THAT THERE WILL BE A SLIGHT CHANGE OF PROGRAM. THE PRINCESS IVA, WHO WAS TO HAVE MARRIED PRINCE EGBERT OF NUTMEG, HAS BEEN KID- NAPPED BY THE WIZARD RSFTE. AS THE PRIN- CESS IS THE APPLE OF OUR EYE, AND OWES US 2510.45 BESIDES, WE WILL GIVE HER HAND IN MAR- RIAGE TO THE GUY WHO RESCUES HER. Signed, BERTIE XXX King. The three young men stared at this bulletin for quite awhile. They were not exceptionally brilliant, and the words had to be given time to sink in. Finally Pat dumped his apples to the ground. . 'Tm off to rescue the Princess! cried he, and forthwith galloped off down the road. Me tee! announced Mike, and followed, leaving Harold Isadore still gazing atqthe poster, his brows wrinkled in unaccustomed thought. After making numerous inquiries and raising large blisters on their feet, Pat and Mike came to the place where the Princess was last seen. This was a lonely spot in a dense forest, and was generally shunned by the townspeople on account of the fact that it was haunted by an Evil Spirit. When Pat and Mike plodded wearily on the scene, they found the Spirit seated comfortably in the middle of a creek, eating peanuts. The brothers, in quest of more information leading to the whereabouts of the Princess Iva, bespoke the Spirit courteously. How do you do, said Pat, I hope you are well. Page Eighteen

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Noi retorted Pat and Mike simultaneously, and, rising in offended dignity, they made for the door. But Mike, curious, stopped at the thres- hold. Tell nie, said he, how did you kill the Wizard ? I got the Princess to bake him a cake, answered Harold Isadore. Well, said Pat, What I Want to know is, how did you find the Wizard so quickly ? Harold Isadore laughed tolerantly, as befits a man who uses his brain to think With. I looked him up in the Telephone Book, said Harold Isadore. f ,I 'il , inf R i ff' l' ., X rv, gf X 1- f lay 0 L . i if i -f , f ,ug n 5 - f '.,1 1 fl i gage 'a' iii Page Tzzfenty