North Central High School - Tamarack Yearbook (Spokane, WA)

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'3' T CK '3 says Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God rn varnl Bu when he drcl look out for l-lernrrch' At those trmes hrs eloquence often got the better of hrs judgment So rt was today He swore steadrly fearfully for an hour' But at last he paused a moment rn hrs ragrng up and down to examrne once more the scrap of paper he held rn hrs hand It was sorled and crumpled and the w rrtrng thereon was almost rllegrble Wrth drffrculty l-lernrrch made out the followrng Mrster l-lonestslager Esq Deer Srre I rrte to you to tell you 1 am a onest man 1 never rob nobody therefore 1 w1ll not let nobody rob me Your fence rs just ten feet off the lrne thereby robrng me of ten good feet of meadow Your fence rs so old rt rs roten Tomorrow 1 wrll start on a good new fence whrch wrll be on the lrne 1 wrll do the w orlt you wrll pay for the stug Cyras B Flrnt sltrnner Lrlte fun I w1ll' sard Hemrrch Honeteschlager and embellrshed rt wrth a rare old Dutch oath that farrly made vour harr curl Thus was a state occasron' That nrght Hernrrch slept lrttle or rone at all Lrlte the rest of hrs brothe countrymen he was slow to anger but when that anger was once fully aroused rt grew lrlce a fire before the blast Old Cvras Flmtskrnner would burld a Good new fence across the meadow would he3 And he l-lernrrch Honeteschla ver would pay for the materral of sard fence at the same trme grvrng a strm o good meadow land ten feet wrde and extendrng the entrre length of th meadow 3 X es he would not' That fence was on the lrne and rt would sta there or hrs name w as not Hernrrch Honeteschlager' The frrst farnt beams of mornrng found hrm out rn the open wanderrnsv armlessly about tryrng to thmk of somethrng besrdes that hateful letter and rts more hateful author But rt was of no avarll Some unexplarnable rrre sr trble force seemed to draw hrm down through the meadow down to the old lrne fence l-lernrrch was an artrst' l-le loved the prcturesque and hrs wrath e turned tenfold as he stood for a moment at the edge and watched the blue mrst roll slowly up from the meadow leavrng rt luke a great ever changmv emerald sparlclrng rn the mornrng sunlrght That wrth the old snake fence gray wrth age wrndrng rts lazy way rn and out rn and out across rts shrnmv bosom A scene that no true artrst could resrstl It would be a shame to I 1 fm Hgh! ,fr ,.J' 'os ,O ' D on . . ,, t . . ' Y l ., . , .- Vt . , . V V V,,V V , - - VV ,. . . ,, . . . . . . - V V V . 1 . ' Y - V V V V V V V V V . , , - 1.1 9 ' 1 -:V - V V 1 L, '- ' e ' , v . . V V . , . . A. V K V T V K - . . . . . . - V - . . . , 5 V . . , I - V V - V V ,- V - V V f V V -1 ia '-

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'-1' Cw 'S' It was growlng duslc now and the stars were coming out One by on lghts were turned on here and there There were a few subdued twltters from d owsy blrds and a famt fragrance from the flowers There was no w md only the qulvermg breezes of a summer s night When they reached Cathermes llttle bungalow xt was quite dark The door stood open and Robert and Elizabeth went up the steps without a word At the top they both mvoluntarlly stopped to talce ln the view before them Catherlne was seated by the table wlth Buster the smaller boy upon hex lap while Douglas two years older stood by her slde The lrght from the shaded lamp on the table threw a oft radiance over the llttle group Catherme x as saymg Once upon a time there llved a very wlcked man named Bluebeard Dld he really an truly have a blue beard3 Douglas mterrupted and the two lrttle faces were raised questlomngly to the mother s Elizabeth lard her hand softly on Roberts arm and drew hrm down the steps We ll not mterrupt her Bobby she whispered and as they walked slowly and srlently toward home Robert chuckled slyly and ltnowmgly to himself Che funn fauna By Ehzabeth Farquhar WAS the same old story a story to whlch has been traced the be gmmng of more than one deadly feud a story which has caused more bltter feelmgs and more harsh words than any other story ll all the curriculum of human events the story of a lme fence Hemrrch Honeteschlager was not a profane man as the world goes On the other hand he had the name of bemg the most dlscreet man and stanchest prllar of the church ln all that country side lnrue he sometrmes forgot hrm helf and sand Ach hrmmel' and sometlmes even esus Marlasl ut what IS that3 Merely a manly way of saylng Pshaw' Therefore let m repeat that Helnrlch Honeteschlager was not a profane man Seldom lf ever and then only on state occaslons dld he work hlmself up to that pltch where he forgot all about that fourth commandment YNl'llCl1 1 Lfnn e 1 ' w 1 U I Y ,,, 1 , ,J W, 4' F, , , 0 , . , s A . ' ' I a y L . . , . . , . . . - y , , - - - , - S . v - H . . . .- U . v H - . . D , . . . . , . . , . GK 7 ' 11 ' ' v a s - 1 . ' ' I K ' ' I v - . , - - rf - U - .. - H B I U ' ' - - rr an ' V .1 . . , . , , D , 'Al ' JA 'T.'l'lI

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'z' 'll .J .a :' sporl rt wrth a new fence It would be more than a shame rt would be a srn' That fence had to stay there' Then Hernrrch thought of the many wrongs he had suffered at the hand of hrs neighbor of the many trmes he had grven rn to avord a quarrel H knew as drd every other person for mrles around that Cyras B Flrntskmne was the meanest man rn all New England that hrs one arm rn lrfe was to gather and hoard the long green He also knew that Cyras would stoop to anythrng to obtarn thrs coveted cash Had he not robbed wrdows and orphan of therr last crusts of bread that he mrght add to hrs fortune5 He had' And Hernrrch saw clearly how he proposed to rob hrm for the same purpose The hay crop was lrght thrs year and every ton of golden gram would be wortr rts werght rn gold the comrng fall A strrp of land ten feet wrde and ful length of the best meadow rn the state was not to be desprsed' Once mor Hernrrch broke the fourth commandment' But the summer sun shone warm and brrght and the fresh mornrng an was good to breathe and the meadow larks sang sweetly' Trs a good old world after all mused Hernrrch half aloud afte he had been standrng he knew not how long with arms restrng on the old old world he repeated Too good to waste the trme rn rdle strrfe Whats a strrp of land more or less3 That perrod of wrld ragrn blood thrrsty anger was over Now came the trme of cool thrnkrng careful werghrnv lrke a calm after a fearful storm at sea A moment more and Hernrrch Honeteschlager swayed by the peace laden breeze would have forgotten hrs vows and submrtted to one more out rage at the hands of hrs nerghbor when Get off my land' In that moment the fate of the old lrne fence was decrded Hemrrch awoke wrth a start to fmd hrmself starrng down the gleamrng barrel of 1 rrfle at the other end of whrch two small sharp cruel eyes blrnked threaten rrgly For a moment he stood as rf paralyzed Then he broke forth rn a trrade so terrrble so awful that hrs earlier blasphemys seemed almost relrvrouslr proper as compared to rt You drrty strngy mrserly dog you' he concluded You wrll try to drctate to me wrll you3 Not rf I know myself That fence rs on the lrne ard rt s gorng to stay there' Do you hear me you cur5 I fnlr II Il I . V f ' ' -fi g 9 U 'v 9 ' 'A ' 2 , ' 5 . . A . ! - I . ' ' ,s v 3 I .. , : 1 , Q 1 y s f rail fence, gazing with unseeing eyes out across the verdant meadow, A good Y ',, - ,, . . . . ' ,A . Y. . U - . V V , D, g . . 4 V -as c ' , ' I .. ,, . ' . . Y . U U . Y 1 U l - 1 . . ' ' , ' . . .D. -V - ---- ,. .. . I U I ' ' V 5 ' I . w ' 7 ' 9, ' 'na - '- il '