Eureka High School - Sequoia Yearbook (Eureka, CA)

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f V A. illlitlllll IIN' ll Illllllh. ,'f!P1'II'yl 'ill' ivlllll ni dliii 'illlllllli ii-Li lil ll''ill'lIVlIHIHll!'lIlillill'I' 'll I in l'l Hlw .lv V, ' l ,H ill' 'I lllfll l ' lil!! , 'WIHUII llllllll ill l.'ll'llf l1v' iii, 'li In nwumlllllll '-f- 1 Illl l , lm 1- illlllfllwnmrl The three rapt auditors who composed his audience, looked their surprise. The man with the fierce mustache closed one eye and reflectively glared at Donor. At what time does the Atlas sail? he questioned with a thick Germanic voice. Early Friday morning. was the laconic retort. Ach Z The questioner tugged on his mustache with an indignant perplexity. Only two days. Hm-Let me see. I say, we must hurry, piped the little old man shrilly. Donor smiled with satisfaction. I trust you perceive 'the reason for my angerfl he drawlcd. And nowf' he was biting his words off sharply, now we must act-'instantlyf as lirother Grote says. My plans are prepared for your acceptance. He paused. Yes, yes, proceed, said Krust. the man with the pompadour, proceed, Brother. Well, firstly, as representatives of Germany, since Ilritain's declaration of war on her, we must secure these animals for our Fatlierlandf' Donor contin- ued, Is it not so? Yes. I plan to adopt the following method of procedure: In the ranks of the Children of Germany there are many seamen of many forms and faces. Now from these we will choose men who have not the German face and speech, but true German hearts. These we will-ah, you understand ? Fully, Ilrother, fully, the man with the fierce mustache similed intelligent- ly, Is it not so, brethren? he asked, turning to his colleagues. K'Fully, boomed the man with the pompadour. Very wellf' Donor nodded at the three with approval. Now we have only one phase of the matter left to consider. I will send a cable to llerlin informing headquarters of our plans and asking them to be on the lookout off of North Britain for this Atlas. And if by chance our plan should fail-if it should be flying the flaunting rag of Britain on the twentieth- '4But-but, Brother, the squint-eyed man stammered excitedly, the Ger- mans. Surely you forget our countrymen of the sea. In that case the ship would be blown- Enough ! Donor interrupted sternly, ,l lis face was grim and his eyes har- dened, as he shook a red forefinger slowly before the protesters face. Those 28