Leilehua High School - Ka Leilehua Yearbook (Wahiawa, HI)

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5213 Kneeling:-Bertha Lum, Phyllis Castillo, Betsy Kataoka. L Club Our roving cumerzunan took these pictures of the L Club members par- ticipntlng in various sports. Archery Club Standing:-Caroline Swift, Maizie Kim, Mrs, Eleanor Anderson, Florence Chun, Betty Choy, Evelyn Choi, Jean Aganselyo, Catherine Torres, Lucy Wee, Faith Chun.

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.f w Short Story FIRST PRIZE Yvonne VVeatherby HOTICE Now, Poindexter, you leave this whole thing to us, Lawyer Hassell advised. We'll do our best to find your wife's diamond ring,-and the thief, too,-and there won't be a blt of publicity, believe me. Thanks, Hassell, -I feel certain of your competence. As Polndexter rose to go, the door opened to admit the lawyer's secretary. Pardon me, s1r, she apologized, as she dropped the mail on Hassel's desk. Thanks, Miss Brown. I wonder if- Great Scott! interrupted Poindexter, his face apoplectic with excitement as he pointed to the girl's hand, that's it! That's Alice's ring, I tell you! Impossible, the lawyer gasped. But it is, -I swear it is! Why, I'd know it anywhere. Hassell looked grave. He held out his hand. May I see it, Miss Brown? Why - yes - of course, she stammered nervously, handing it to him. But, Mr. Hassell, there must be some mistake, - there must be. Um-In-rn, he muttered, examining it closely. It's -lt's -an engagement ring, she continued haltlngly. Joe Cabot gave it to me last night. I see, Hassell looked up. Where does Cabot work? I-Ie's a clerk at Beech's, Clerk, eh. Well, young lady, I guess we'll have to talk to Cabot. Clerks don't buy rings like this. Eight o'clock that night found Mary seated in a booth at Java Jack's, listlessly sip- ping a cup of coffee. She had no idea how she got there, except that she had been walking for hours, thinking about Joe in jail until at last, utterly weary, she had stopped at the little hash-house. Still she worried. Why had Joe refused to tell even her where he got the ring. Why? Unless he really was guilty. No, she was sure he wasn't,--Not Joe. But why dldn't he talk? I'tell ya, boss, a. shining voice whispered on the other side of the partition, I had- da dump it quick. Doncha see, that thing was hot ice! Mary sat up sharply and listened. Y' dumb cluck, came the angry retort. Why'd ya hafta plant it there? Why, I oughta- Mary was gone. She fairly flew to a phone booth next door, called police headquarters, and told what she had heard. Her heart was singing now. Maybe-just maybe-Joe would be free again. Well, Joe grinned sheepishly, now you know why I wouldn't talk. Um-hm, Mary nodded. I read their confession. You were foolish, though. Oh, no, I wasn't! Ed Kelly was going to ask you to marry him,-he even showed me the ring. I just cou1dn't let him beat me to it, honey. And I was dead broke-you know, the day before pay-day-and- Mary laughed. Look, Joe, she handed him a. check. Whew! One thousand smackeroos! Gosh, Mary where'd you get thls? The reward money, goose. for catching those thugs. It's yours, too, Joe. And the first thing you're going to buy is another ring. Only this time, Mary grinned reguishly, stay away from the five and ten. Lg K Z W, I