Lewistown High School - Lore Yearbook (Lewistown, PA)

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1928 JUNIOR HIGH BROADCASTER work. First of all I assured myself that there was no one around, then I started with a saw. I sawed the chair in all kinds of shapes and ways and carefully put it together again. After this I saw that a piece of sticky fly- paper about three inches square was placed in the middle of the seat. I had but little shot left, but spread it over the floor evenly So the Principal could not help stepping on it. fThe Principal was about the same build as Prof but not quite so heavy. He wore gold framed glasses which were quite strong and without them he could not see welll. I heard footsteps outside and glancing at the clock I knew it was the Principal. He could not have gone far because it was early for his return and his glasses were on the desk. I then snatched the glasses and put them on top of the shot and then dodged around the corner. The Principal walked hurriedly into the office as though looking for his glasses. When suddenly he slipped on the shot, broke his glasses and grabbed for the chair. He succeeded in this but no sooner had he sat down when the chair came apart and he fell with a thud on the floor. He knocked a board loose and the other end hit hfm, with a bang on the head! Fro-m the hole in the floor above came a swarm of wasps and they liked him so well they nearly ate him up! - ' In the meantime I had been powdering up so I had my face unusually white. I came into the office and tried to look scared in which respect I succeeded. The Principal looked terribly angry at me and growled, What do you want ? I started to explain and before I came to the tricks I had played on Prof he said, Beat it! It's all right! Tell Prof I gave you a beatin' for whatever you did and look scared. It's all right. Now beat it, before I have to kick you out! This I gladly did and that was my first meeting with the Principal. Oh, what a meeting! . ..l T- P DIY FIRST BASS ,M ,u T WASN'T THE FIRST TIME' I had gone fishing not by many times, but I sure was anxious to try out my new steel rod. I had -a'. gotten the rod for Christmas and I'll bet I put that rod together '4 ' and took it apart again a hundred times. If I had really caught all the fish I imagined as I whipped it around and made imaginary casts in our back yard, I could have kept the family in fish for a month. Before this I had always used an old bamboo pole of my Uncle Tom's and a rusty reel of my Uncle Bernats, with some rotten line my father had given me. So now, with a new rod, reel and line, I felt myself as good as the best of them. 'As I said before, it was not the first time I 'had gone fishing, but it was the first time I had gone fishing with the determination to bring back a black bass or small mouth bass, as they are called. I went to the neighbor's deep hole, which was a favorite fishing place of mine, and where I had often fished for rookies or rock bass. Well, the first catastrophe was getting caught in a tree overhead and losing about six feet of line. And then, when I had just about cast into deep water, I saw a big rocky under a great slab of rock not ten feet from shore. Well, of course, I got the rocky and two more like him from the same place. -

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JUNIOR HIGH BROADCASTER 1928 PROBE - - , . . vansz ' na M-Rlllsx mn! .I v ' I sllllillll Ill 'ROSE .elf la A ,E,,,E WHEN I if I WHEN I WISH I I To FOR VERSE. FROSE HUC. LINED MEETING THE PRINCIPAL . WAS AN AWFUL EEL at one time! I couldn't be still one minute so just for a little fun I got a rubber Stool, the very image of the other, and placed it at the desk. Now our teacher was a stout man who weighed about two hundred and twenty-five pounds and when he sat down, he sat down! I knew this idea would excite the class and make the teacher, called Prof angry, but nevertheless, I was tired of lessons. Prof came in the room and the class became quiet immediately. Being tired from his mid-day walk, he went and sat-'Plop! and Prof was rolling over and over on the floor, his face reddening with anger. O-o-o-o-ow, roared Prof, rising from his position in the corner, after giving his head a wallop. Now who in tarnation-I'll have this class quiet, if you please! None o' your gigglin' and carrying on in my room! Now who did- Bang! Prof skated over the floor on shot I also had put there. I've had enough of this now, who did it? ! ! Come on! Speak up or it'll be the worse for you ! N o one answered. No, you won't tell and you don't know! Of course not! Y.ou're all a bunch of sneaks, girls too, and I'm not one bit surprised this was some girl's monkey shines! Well, since no one has come forward, I'll start to lick every one o' you! All right Sam'l, you're first on the list! Hut, stammered Sam'l. No buts about it and shut up! Tell who it was or- That's enough, Prof, I said, can't you take a little joke once in a while? t I was jus' havin' a little fun. Good gosh, Prof. Gee whiz, I- Confound you anyway, Mary! I just thought it was some girl an 'ats jus' one of your confounded tricks anyway! I might ha' known better! We'll have order now! Supposin' you go right smack down to the Princi- pal! He'll fix you up, you little brat! Beat it! Hurry up! I walked slowly down the stairs to the Principal's oflice. When I reached the office no one was there, and oh, how glad I was for my heart was beatin' like all sixty! Five minutes elapsed and still no Principal. It soon occurred to me that this was the hour of the Principal's business up town. This gave me an idea, and I was full of them, so I began to

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JUNIQR HIGH BROADCASTER 1928 When I looked up from putting the last fish on the stringer, I saw two black bass about a foot long Cvery large in my eyesJ lying in the water near the shore. But when I threw my bait right in front of them they would not take it, but just sidled away from it and then turn and stare at me, all the time tiurning up their noses. They were the most insolent, hard- hearted bass I ever saw. Do you know how a bass turns up its nose at your bait? He swims up and sniffs at it Cmaybe even takes it in his mouth and then drops itJ and then sidles off and takes a bite of that green, mossy stuff growing on the rocks, insolently showing that he prefers it to your bait. I fooled around nearly all morning with those bass and suddenly awoke to the fact that I wasn't getting anywhere. So I sat down on a rock and let out about a hundred feet of line float downstream. I had sat there perhaps 'five minutes when z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z the reel hummed as the line cut through the water, and I had a bass on the hook. . It took me two minutes or more to land him, and I had to stumble into the water up to my knees, but land him I did. He was a beauty. A pound and a half and a little over thirteen inches. That was over four or five years ago. Since then I have caught several larger than that one, but I'll never forget the thrill of that first bass of mine. Oh, boy! that was some Hsh. ' -Nelson Bratton A CHARACTER ABOUT TOWN , J HERW IS A MAN in our town whom most every one knows He Q - . , 1.5 11 7, i-J . - is a negro, short of stature, and rather stout. He is of middle age and his hair is very seldom seen because he always wears a cap. His eyes are dark and of the usual size, and his nose is round with a pair of glasses perched on the end. He always is seen with a big, broad smile, which shows he is of pleasant disposition and also shows that a good many of his front teeth are missing. He is usually seen pushing an old, rickety, rackety, black cart which is lopsided and has a bell hanging on one end. This cart, as it seems, contains fragments of the wreck of the old '97. In fact, one might mistake him for a walking antique shop for his clothes seem to be souvenirs of the old times, long, long ago. He looks as if he wear two or three shirts, his trousers are baggy and his coat is too big, but always laden full of badges of all kinds and descriptions that little can be seen of this coat. His shoes are either too big or toosmall, but any- way, parts of his feet meet your view. You couldn't think he had ever seen a bathtub or washbowl and his chin has an exceedingly deep coat of tobacco juice on it. But he is good hearted and always pleasant. He speaks to everyone, but his main occupation is fiirting with women and bringing up the tail of a parade, when there is one. The boys have a habit of teasing him, but this does not meet with his favor. He tries to tell them he is not a bootlegger but when they do not -believe him, and keep on tormenting him, then there is an awful explosion! -Catherine Gift