Mechanic Arts High School - M Yearbook (St Paul, MN)

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THE NM Oh wellf' brooded Horace, Maside from having an imbecile for a son and having to pay ten times more for the stock than I could have got it for, I suppose I ought to be happyf' The telephone on Van Slyn's desk tinkled. Savagely lVIr. Van Slyn answered it. A feminine voice sweetly spoke, Telegram for you, sir. Shall I read it? 4'Yes, certainlyfi growled Horace. Cusher located on B and S property fizzled stop Repeated drilling has failed to cause any more gushers to spout stop Land is valueless stopf, The stricken lVIr. Van Slyn said absolutely nothing. For five minutes he chewed an inoffensive cigar into shreds, after which he finally spoke: If I see you again in the immediate future, you-you worm, I shall probably step on you. I could, Percy hopefully suggested, dash over to Englandf' I'll write you out a check at once, large enough to keep you in London for a long time, and if I see you within the next six months, on your head be it. Oh rightof' cheerily agreed Percy. I'll take the boat tomorrow. Awfully sorry and all thatg meant it for the bestf' Get out of here, rasped Horace. Percy got. Reggie, only too glad to renew his acquaintance with London, made reservations with Percy. You knowf, mused Percy at the Quill and Pen Club late that evening, abso- lutely true, that rummy thing about virtue having its own rewardg take me for instancef' Reclining on a convenient lounge, Reggie answered with a gentle snore. MTHESE CROOKED COPS'-A TRUE INCIDENT By HARRY M. LUND e The piercing winter wind, and the biting cold made me move briskly. My dog in front of me moved with even greater rapidity, he fairly leaped and bounded over the crisp snow that had just fallen a few hours before. It was still early morn- ing, and the street lamps here and there cut rather dimly into the darkness. The newspaper sack which hung limply from my shoulder seemed a great burden for I was not entirely out of the clutches of Morpheus. I reached the corner, and after a. few minor skirmishes with the cumbersome bundles with which I filled my sack, I was on my way around my route. For some inexplicable reason I altered my course that morning so as to pass a group of stores. As I was about to pass the last of these stores, an electric shop, I noted that there was a time-worn Ford standing in front of this shop. Coming closer, I recognized it as belonging to Hank, the cop, and I wondered what it was doing there. As I passed the store I looked in and saw Hank standing beside the safe. I faintly discerned his pallid face peering out at me from the shadows of the store. Hank and the safe were within the reach of the rays of the street lamp which partly lighted up the store. My detective mind noted that with guilty countenance and trem- bling fingers he was turning the dials of the safe. As Hank looked at me, his face turned even whiter. His hand seemed to go to his gun. I quickened my pace into a run for fear that he would take a shot at me.. After I was out of his sight, I slipped behind a tree, and surveyed the situation. The distinct picture of the guilty policeman was firmly imprinted on my mem- ory. The white face bespeaking guilt was still fresh in my mind. 'LI always have had suspicions of Hankf' I muttered to myself. I never did like him anyway: hereis my chance to get even with him for taking those papers on me every day. I made up my mind to get sufficient evidence, and then report the case to his superior officers. Revenge would be sweet. Page Sixteen

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GSM!! Twenty, or possibly twenty-fivef' The taxi shot forward, and Reggie ceased trying to withdraw his head into his collar, a maneuver so capably performed by turtles. At the club, Reggie told Percy all, and Percy promptly got in touch with Spec- tikson on the phone. The Iowan stated that a brokerage firm, Leeds, Bingham, Leeds, and Leeds had taken charge of the stock. Percy, mercilessly arousing the dozing Reggie by the simple expedient of pour- ing some of the water out of the goldfish bowl down Reggie's neck, hailed a taxi and dragged the somnolent Reggie into it. At the brokerage firm, Percy and Reggie, still dozing, were admitted to the pres- ence of the Hon. Mr. Bingham. In the latter's office, there was another individual, a gangling person with protruding front teeth. Percy had a nebulous idea that he had seen him some place before. Mr. Bingham smiled cordially. ' You wish to purchase 500 hundred shares of B and S oil? Quite, agreed Percy. This gentleman, too, would like to buy the stock fpointing to the individual with teeth, who smiled suspiciouslyb. He has offered 37.50 a sharef' I'll raise him 32.50 a sharef' said Percy. The person with the teeth promptly topped Percy by another 35.00 a share. Percy, eyeing him with increasing disfavor. went up 32.50 a share. The teeth im- perturbably mentioned another 155.00-a share. Percy, after waking up Reggie for a conference, went up another 32.50. The teeth again topped Percy by another 35.00 a share. Mr. Bingham was beaming delightedly. Come sir, addressing Percy, surely you won't let the five hundred shares of his valuable stock go at 313,500.9 'Tm dashed well cleanedf, Percy glumly admitted. Bare to the bone, if you know what I mean. I say, though, how much will you allow me for my watch? Keeps time with absolute precision, and all that. It does not, Reggie woke up and promptly fell asleep again. Pm sorry, sir, said Mr. Bingham frigidly, but I am not a pawn broker. This gentlemen gets the stock. Good day, sirf' Percy moodily walked out with Reggie after shooting a look at the gentleman with the teeth, which, had he been susceptible to such things, must have pierced that gentleman on the spot. Later in the afternoon, Percy again entered his father,s office. Horace Van Slyn was in a sunny mood. He even smiled when Percy came in, a proceeding so un- usual that Percy immediately suspected that his valet had made some glaring error in dressing him. Horace was happy because his agent had just telephoned that he had secured the 500 shares of B and S oil. Almost immediately, a knock sounded on the door and in stalked the long individual with the teeth. With a start of horror Percy recollected who he was and forthwith tried to hide behind the hat rack. Well, you got it, Horace boomed. That's fine. How much was it? Thirteen thousand, seven hundred and fiftyf' briefly stated the person with the teeth, a man of few words. h Thirteen thou-have you gone crazy? barked Van Slyn, nearly falling off his c air. You gave me carte blanche, sir. Yes, but thirteen thou-on pure speculation! I would have secured the stock at 37.50 a share, sir, but some fool, why there he is by the hat rack. also bid, and I had to top him. Do you know the gentleman, sir? Oh, rather, bit of a relation. explained Percy. You worm, bellowed Van Slyn, why the devil did you bid?', We thought it over, Reggie and I. and we thought it was a ripe wheeze, doing you a bit of a favor and all that, said Percy. Page Fifteen

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THE M But first I continued on my way around my route. After an hour and a half of running, walking, and throwing papers, I was done. I decided to go a few blocks out of my way and reaffirm my suspicions and de- ductions. As I came in view of the store, I noticed that the clear imprints of the tires on the Ford were still on the ground. That in itself was proof enough to convict him, I figured. In my eagerness I was figuring out just how I would phrase the speech of accusation that I would have to make to the police. I reached the store, and looked in. Sure enough, there it was, dials and all. Yes, and on top of it was perched a neat little sign bearing these words, THIS RADIO CAN BE BOUGHT ON THE INSTALLMENT PLAN. COME IN AND CONSULT US. Well, it did look like a safe anyway, and if it had been a safe Hank would have looked guilty, and my deduction would have been right-oh pshaw! IN STUDY HALL By DOROTHY SHAVE, '30. 'Say, it's a wonderful day, isn't it? I sure hate to study. Oh, yeah, I have to, all right. Mary. Cot an English test next period. No, English isn't very hard, but tests-l I wonder what sheill ask? I'm bothering you? Why, I'm studying for my test. Hm- 'born in 1648, died in-' Oh, say, did you see all the kids who were late today?- About twenty came in together, Como-Harriet cars musta been tied up again. They can't blame the snow this time, why, it's a regular spring day. Swell, isn't it, Mary? Well, what if I did mention it before? It's the truth. 'His early works include-' Been to the Paramount this week, Mary? Uh-huh, it's awfully good, a college picture, you know. And maybe that football hero isn't good- looking! Sure, I did say that I have a test next period, what about it? Well, I am studying, what else have I been doing all period? 'His education included-' Oh, Mary, look! Jimmie Walker was just trying to sneak out of here, and Mr. Krueger caught him. That's one time it didnit Work! 'Among his early works is-' Say, Mary, have you had a bid to the J. S. yet? Oh, who asked you? Me? Oh, well, I don't really want to go anyway. No, I really don't care about it-not much. Maybe I'd better study now. Oh, there's the bell. Gee, I hope I get a good mark in my test next period. Well, I ought to, I studied all period. But that's the way it goes- you can study and study, and yet get E'sg teachers are all down on you, y,know. Alone By MILDRED WIGINGTON, '30 Alone I'd love to wander ' O'er hills and valley deep And paint things as I see them With all the world asleep. First a carpet of emerald green, The sky a lovely blue: I'd make my trees a glorious sight And flowers of every hue. Then somewhere near, a winding road, Perhaps a silver brook: A rustic farm of Peter Pan, 'Most hidden in some nook. And then far in the distance Iid love a mountain steep, I think I'd call the world to life, And give it just one peep. Paige' S!'1Il llfl'4'll