Lewistown High School - Lore Yearbook (Lewistown, PA)

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JUNIOR HIGH BROADCASTER 1928 she reached the shore. She heard cries and sounds through the trees and in a few seconds a man, woman and two boys appeared. The man and boys hurried to the side of the almost drowned boy while the woman hurried to Polly. The man and two boys carried the boy home and the woman took care of Polly. Three nights later we find the mother of the boy, Polly and a doctor at the death bed of the boy, Earl, whom Polly had tried to save from drown- ing. But all in vain. The lad died with these words on his lips God bless Polly. The death of Earl and description of Polly was put in the paper. Polly's mother and father had been searching for her but Polly did not know of this. They were in Denver at the time. They bought the paper, saw that Polly was staying not very far away from Denver. When they read the description of Polly, her mother said, Surely we could go to see if that is our daughter. Her father agreed to this so they started, in the car at once. They rode about twenty-five miles in the direction they were told. They saw a sign along the road which told them they were near the farmer's home. As they neared the farm house they saw a line of cars in front of the house. At the sight of the girl Polly's mother screamed, That's my daughter! That's my daughter! Polly turned around suddenly and ran to the car. Are you my father and mother ? she asked. Her mother was too happy to answer and the father answered calmly, large tears of happiness rolling down his cheeks, We are. When Polly heard this she cried for joy, to think she had a father and mother too! After the funeral of the boy there was both sadness and happiness. Polly and her parents were leaving the farm to live a happy and new life. They owned a large home right across the street from the family of Glades where Polly had worked. Her parents knew the Glades and spent a lot of their time there. When Polly found out where her parents lived she didn't.want to go back. They asked her why she didn't, so she told them her story. They told her they had found the real murderer and was sure everything would turn out just fine if she went to Mrs. Glade and told her. Polly approved to this end and as soon as they got home Polly went over to explain. Mrs. Glade said she was sorry because they had put such a blame on her. When Polly knew they were friends, she went across the street as the happiest girl in the world. -Esther Weikel, 9-D -1- WHEN THE WHISTLE BLOWS Toot! Toot! goes the 5 o'clock whistle that releases many tired working people. TA scene of noise and confusion then reigns. Oh kid! got any gum with you ? Are you going to along tonight, Marie ? Oh, boy, I'm tired to death after such a scorchin' day. These and other expressions are heard as one stands on the corner watching them jostling and pushing one another. Honk! Honk! Why don't you move over and let a Ford pass you big boob ? might be heard by the car drivers. When the whistle blows it is a time when mobs of people are released from daily work feeling as if they just escaped prison. -Joe Knepp

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1928 JUNIOR HIGH BROADCASTER POLLY'S ADVENTURES , , ' OLLY WAS AN ORPHAN GIRL who lived at the Orphanage all if her life. A mother and father were never mentioned to her. At the age of thirteen, a rich family hired her to do the work. After ' A' 'if 'S a time of about six months she became very fond of their baby. who was at that time, about four months old. One hot, sunny afternoon, Polly was left alone in the large house to care for the baby. She placed the baby in the play room, opened the window, hoping the baby would fall asleep. She then left the room to attend to her work. When her work was completed, she decided to go to see if the baby had gone to sleep for she hadn't heard any noise from the room. When she reached the door of the room a faint chill ran over her. She opened the door but- only to find the child lying on the floor, cold, white and still. Many questions ran in Polly's mind as She stood there, her eyes fixed on the dead baby.Was this murder ?-What had happened ?-Would she be blamed? The longer she stood there the more frightened she became. Hurriedly she laid the baby gently on the bed, she then ran to the window, shut it and locked it. Frightened with terror she ran to the street screaming Help! Help! People came running from every direction to See what had happened. Faintly Polly led the people up to the room. After she showed them the baby she fainted. Eight o'clock in the evening we still find Polly unconscious. People were coming to and fro, some to see the baby, some to see Polly. At the bedside of Polly we find Mr. Glade, Dr. Cronwell, and a few of her friends. A few minutes before Mrs. Glade entered the room, Polly's eyelids fluttered and slowly she opened iher eyes. Her first glance was toward Mr. Glade She tried to smile at him but the look of hatred on his face to her's kept her smile hidden. She knew at once she was blamed for the death of the baby. She was questioned by several people and being so young she was not able to defend herself. After the funeral she was ordered to leave. Poor Polly! No home, no money, not a thing but the few articles she had bought with the money she earned. She decided to go to another state as quickly as possible. By the time she was eighteen miles away from where she started it had already gotten dark. Tired, lonely, and hungry as she was, she lay down on a grassy bank and soon fell asleep. The sun shone- brightly the next morning. It glanced through the tops of the trees and it's rays fell on Polly's face. It awakened her at once. Finding she was very thirsty she sat up to listen if she could hear a brook running by. She heard a low, dashing sound, which sounded very gmudchtlike a brook. Taking her tin cup she hurried to see if she couldn't n 1 . She did not go very far until she heard the cries, Help! Mother! I'm drowning! Help! Running in the direction of the cries she soon discov- gefl a small boy struggling for life in a large pool of water, crying Help ! e p 'ar Polly hurried to the bank and cried, Be brave! I'll save you! She jumped into the water, thinking any minute she would go down because she could not swim. She struggled to the boy and caught him by the hand. She started down the bank as quickly as possible, hoping and praying she would get him safely on dry land again. It seemed like miles of water to Polly before. she reached the bank, but finally, breathless and exhausted

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1928 JUNIOR HIGH BROADCASTER THE CONTAGION. OF ENTHUSIASM AVE YOU EVER FELT as if you had just lost your best friend and that this .person was the only one left on earth besides your- self? It certainly makes my blood boil if anyone so much as ' ' ' glances at me when I am in such a mood. To be walking along at such a time and meeting a crowd of jolly friends Who are bent on some sort of mischief is enough to chase any blues away. One tries to keep angry for some reason or other but finds that the slightest comical word by them is enough to send you into convulsions of laughter. It certainly makes me feel cheap to change from one mood to another, a thing I cannot understand. Do you imagine that you will cease trying to do your best for friends and parents feel as if you were ready to knock anyone down that came in your way or offered you assistance? Well, I have, and found to my disgust that the first favor asked of me by a group I willingly do and act as if I had never even thought of being cross. It is really disgusting to find out one is so chicken hearted, but I guess this is due to the Contagion of Enthusiasm. ' --Joe Knepp l....il.-.1l-i-- DICK'S FIRST YEAR AT COLTON ,, ,o N TWO WEEKS TIME the team was in fine condition and they Part III jg ,- ' 1, played their first game, it was with Palmara. Dick was playing quarterback. The game ended with the score 35-6 in favor of ' 'i ' C olton. Dick scored twenty-eight out of those thirty-five points. The students went wild at his speed, no more was he called yellow, but Speed, He won everyones friendship and Jean once more spoke to him. It was coming near the Thanksgiving game, it was with State. Colton had been beaten by State for ten years, but this year they had new hope. Dick and Chubby had signals. For Mrs. O'Reilly was a forward pass but the boys had never used this in a game. They thought it might be useful in big games and they thought correct. I The night before the game the coach gave the team a talk and told them to go home and get a good nlght rest. On his way home Dick met Jean, he offered to take her home and she accepted. On the way she said, Dick, you must win that game tomorrow. Win for your school and for me. Dick was surprised at Jean wanting him to win for her. Do you mean it ? he asked. Q Yes, I do, replied Jean. Dick went home whistling for he was happy. Next morning Dick and Chubby were up bright and early. They dressed and went down to the field for there was going to be a short practice. They went home around ten o'c1ock and rested till it was time to report for the game.