Manchester High School - Somanhis Yearbook (Manchester, CT)

 - Class of 1930

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SOMA NHIS 11 there were British soldiers and ten pounds for rope-stretching information. She did not hesitate. For flfty years her man had led an honorable life. He had never suffered a moral collapse before, and he would not do it because of her, on Christmas Eve. She pulled down the shot gun from over the nre place, threw a shawl over her shoul- ders, and dragged her pain-wracked frame out through the door in pursuit of the traitor. Because of his tortured conscience, he was walking very slowly-taking two steps for- ward and one backward, as they say. She toil- ed painfully up the hill after him. Her cough- ing was drowned in the whistling wind which kicked up the snow around her. Within twenty-live yards she went down on one knee and took aim. "Pat," she sobbed. He must know how it happened. , He turned. Her tlnger tightened on the trig- ger. The Christmas present bit so deep that he never heard the shot. She crawled, to his side. "Pat, I made you a present of your soul, an' him a present of his body: an' I'll not be needing a Christmas box now." Two souls were reborn on the Birthday. THE ADVENTURES OF BLOIS CA Count of Some Accountl By L. Caroline Borsalino, '31 It was about a year and a half ago that Jacques Blols decided to utilize his most val- uable asset-namely an intimate knowledge of the habits and manners of swanky army of- dcers. He knew them by heart and could as- sume them with ease. His father was a coachman on the estate of a wealthy family in Lyons, and Jacques him- self, while serving in the Imperial Guard, was for a time, an orderly to a real count. The count's name was Monvert, and Jacques ob- served the impression this name made every- where. The count could order what he liked on credit and shop-keepers felt honored when he came to buy from them. Jacques wondered if he could not make a similar impression if he had the same name. He tried it once or twice, just for fun in Paris where he was a taxicab driver, and it worked quite smoothly. Of course, the name alone was not enough. He had to have good clothes, brilliant uni- forms and military decorations. To these he added a monocle set firmly ln his right eye. With this equipment. he was sure, he could live like a real count, and that would be bet- ter than drlvinga taxi. With this idea set tlrm- ly in his mind he bought a ticket to Nice, and launched upon his spectacular career, as Count Jacques Monvert. He took the most expensive suite in the best hotel, donned his uniform and breezlly enter- ed the dining-room on the evening of his arri- val. He was elegant, handsome, a bit rseerved but genial, and spoke his French in short sen- tences and with a commanding tone affected by the officers of the former Imperial Guard. He ordered champagne, and when the propri- etor of the hotel came to ask if Hls Excel- lency was satisfled with everything, Jacques nodded graciously and asked him to recom- mend a reliable automobile house where he might buy a car. There was an initial pay- ment required which Count Monvert ordered to be paid by the hotel clerk and added to his bill. He couldn't be bothered with trlfles. For the balance payment Monvert gave a note, which was readily accepted by the dealer and discounted by the local bank. ' The next day Jacques hired a chauffeur and made a tour about the city. He took luncheon at an exclusive restaurant where the city's most prominent business men assembled. Count Monvert found it easy to make acquaint- a.nces. He received invitations which, however, he did not accept for the time being. He was duly reserved, as became a real arlstocrat who could be a charming companion at the dining table but was particular about his so- cial connections. On the other hand. he made no secret of the fact that he was interested in business. He was an importer of German chemicals, he explain- ed, and was on a buying tour. There was a chemical factory in the city, and Jacques vis- ited it: in fact, he bought a large quantity of chemical products, and gave promissory notes by way of payment, and had his purchases ent to a Berlin address. - ' Two days later Jacques went to Berlin, re- ceived the goods and sold them at a low cash price. On the strength of this, Jacques decid- ed that he wa eminently ntted for the Count's business and made necessary preparations to

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10 SOMANHIS THE CHRISTMAS GIFT By C. Rubinow, '31 Scene-The well furnished private office of Attorney A. E. Brown. Time-The day before Christmas. Characters: Attorney Brown--an elderly, successful- looking man. Miss Allen--a capable-looking young busi- ness woman of thirty-tive, Brown's secretary. A stenographer--a typical young typist. CMr. Brown signs the last of a large stack of letters and then, after consulting his memo- randum, presses a button on his desk. He smiles mysteriously as he awaits the arrival of Miss Allen. Miss Allen enters from another office, and she approaches Attorney Brown's desk, notebook in hand.J Atty. Brown: Miss Allen, being awoman, you ought to be able to advise me about what would make a suitable gift for my wife. Heaven knows, as far as I can see, she buys everything she wants, but there'll be war in camp" unless I present her with some gift on Christmas morning. Miss Allen: Well-I think perhaps a new pocketbook might do-or perhaps some sort of a necklace. Really, I don't know just what she would like. Atty. Brown: All women like the same sort of things-think of something you'd select for your own Christmas gift. Surely there is something you want. Miss Allen: I think I'd choose a dressing gown, Mr. Brown. The new ones are ex- tremely dainty and good looking. Really, I think that would make an excellent gift. Atty. Brown: Don't know much aboutwo1nen's things, but it sounds all right to me. You may leave the office now to purchase it. Better get it at Gordon's or King's and charge it to me. Get something nice, now. Miss Allen tleavingjz I'll try. QExit Miss Allen. Atty. Brown resumes his work as curtain falls to denote the pass- ing of about an hour.J As curtain rises again Atty. Brown is seat- ed at his desk dictating to a stenograph- er. Miss Allen enters carrying a box.l Atty. Brown: How did you make out? Miss Allen Cplacing package on deskbz Well, I think that it will do. Atty. Brown: Sure that it's a nice one? Miss Allen: Well, I like it very much, myself. Atty. Brown frising and smllingbz Keep 'lt for yourself, then. I wanted to give you an especially llne present this Christmas in appreciation of the excellent and 'con- scientious work you did on the Byron case. I decided that this was the only way to get you something I'd be sure you would like. As for my wife, she always selects her own Christmas gift. CURTAIN THE DOUBLE BARRELED CHRISTMAS GIFT By James Toman, '33 This story is true enough. It sifted over from Ireland: Pat and Kate Malone lived, or managed to exist, in a mud hovel consisting of almost tour walls and a root, in Golway. One of the numerous persecutions was in full swing, and the people of Golway could have counted their shillings on the Hngers of both feet. Kate Malone had consumption, and Pat didn't even have that much. . . "Pat, it's Christmas Eve." "It's cold, too, but they don't put that on the calendar. An' there lsn't onythin' to ate in the house, nor onythin' to burn. It'll not be much of a Christmas for us, Kate." "It could be worse, Pat. Ye've still got me." "How long can either of us last, the way things is? I've got to raise money somewayf' "Ye wouldn't steal it, Pat, nor ye cou1dn't beg nor borrow it." "But I could earn it, love. The British gov- ernmint is obligln' that way, if you know what I mane." "Ye mane ye'd be a dirty traitor and inform on a man that trusts ye? Ye're the only one that knows about him, Pat, an' ye wouldn't betray him." "I know it's hard, but it's his one'-life against our two. I wanted to buy ye a Christ- mas box, Kate. But ye know I'm only slobber- ing. Go to sleep, now, an' I'll try to dig up some wud for the ire." ' She went to sleep, but not forlong. Icy hm gers dug into her lungs, and she awoke lin a spasm of coughing. Pat was gone. She looked out. A double row of footprints stretched down the hill and up the next toward town, where

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12 SOMKNI-IIS set up a business of this kind on a larger scale. . So now Jacques Blois, or, as the styled Count Jacques Monvert, traveled to and fro among the industrial centers of France and Germany. He established his headquarters in Nice, where he rented a line apartment in a fashionable section of the city, furnishing it with antique pieces and reserving two rooms for his office. His method was simple and invariable: he bought merchandise on credit, disposed of it at very low prices for cash and in the meantime lived on the grand scale of a real and wealthy count. He was clever enough to know that if he wanted to keep up this business for any length of time, he must establish a real credit and pay his promissory notes when they fell due. In order to do this he had to buy and sell on a much larger scale. . Of course, the gay Count gave parties and had love affairs in Nice and Berlin, the two cities where he spent the greater part of his time. In Nice, he courted a beautiful chorus girl, and in Berlin he was often seen in the company of an equally attractive singer. His entertainments were famous among the young people of Nice, and it was agreed that wnne Count Monvert undoubtedly was a born aris- tocrat, he was the most democratic among the representatives of a. farmer feudal regime. As for Jacques Blois, he soon felt at home amid his new surroundings and laughed at the stupidity of those simpletons who work twelve hours a day to eke out a frugal liveli- hood. CHRISTMAS IN - ., ' THE MOUNTAINS By -Bernice Harrison, '32 ' There were, a few years ago, a middle-aged man' and his wife, who lived in a lonely hut in the mountains. They were situated about twenty miles from the nearest town, and a few days before Christmas I decided to .visit them. It took me practically a wh'o1e"day to get there, as the way was rough and there was a. fresh? snow, which had fallen the night before. Drawing near to the little cabin, I could not help but marvel at the beauty and quietness of it alll Thescene wasa picture in itself-a log cabin covered with snow and surrounded by tall trees which seemed to be dressed in ermine. The sun was just going down in the west and the mountains in the distance were a hazy purple. tOh, how differ- ent this was from the crowded city with its dirty buildings and streets!J At the sound of our sleigh, the woman came out from the delightful, little cabin, with a Shawl over her haecl. After shaking the snow from our clothes, we went inside to a cheer- ful hreplace, the only light.ln the room. We were ushered to our rooms by the woman, while her husband carried in our bags. Of course, there was much talking and. laughing, and then we were back again in the little room before the fireplace. 1 We talked of many things, and it finally came to Christmas. "How do you observe Christmas?" I asked, wondering how this old couple could have a happy holiday in such a deserted place. "Why-John always gets a small ilr tree, and then the two of us decorate it on Christ- mas Eve. You know it wouldn't be Christmas without a tree! Then, we always manage to get a large turkey from the valley below for our Christmas dinner. Of course, then there are the presents. There are so many things one can make at home, and many times John will go to town before the winter snow sets in, and he will buy a few useful things that he thinks I might like for Christmas. But, oh, we certainly do have a good time!" What a different Christmas this is from what many people have! From most people, all you hear is, "Oh, Christmas is a nuisance! I can't imagine what I cangive Aunt Emma," or, "I never have enough money to buy what l want! It would be better if Christmas were done away with." But when you come right down to it, Christmas can always be-a jolly celebration if we will only try to make itso. It need not be elaborate! If wefgive presents from the heart rather than from the pocket- book, I'm sure we would all have a much more enjoyable time. Remember: "It isn'tthe gift, it's the giver." THE PROBLEM OFQSEVENTEEN . By Ruth M. Tlvnan, '31 - Characters: ' "Seventeen" . Business World

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