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

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139 My K5 vga Cyras had lowered hrs gun at the begrnnrng of the outbrealt and stood wrth eyes and mouth wrde open rn astonrshment Was thrs the mrld tempered man he had always known as Hernrrch l-loneteschlager3 Impossrble' Th was some strange ragrng creature' Possrbly some escaped lunatrc' At any rate Cyras decrded that rt would be best not to cross hrm and above all not to appear frrghtened Wrth an almost prtrful attempt at brarerv he drew hrmself together and prepared for rnstantaneous yet seemly flrght We ll see srr he sard rn a thrn tremblrng yorce as l-lernrrch paused for a moment to regarn hrs breath We ll see Wrth that he shouldered hrs gun and marched away It was Hernrrch s turn now to stare rn open mouthed amazement What could haye gotten rnto the old man3 Hed neyer done that before Was rt a declaratron of war o was rt Hernrrch felt certarn that he would Hght to a hnrsh Cyras B Flrntsltrnner was not the man to baclt out Get off my land' The rnterloper thrs time was a mere lad a lad wrth the adyenturous lrght ol twenty rn hrs eyes and a pleasrng smrle on hrs lrps There was somethrnr rn that franlt open face that drew Hernrrch to the boy a he stood there I1 exact rmrtatron of old Flrntskrnner Some Boston lad who has run up for a few hours hshrng betw err trams thought l-lernrrch as he measured the boy w rth a satrshed Glance Vt hy dont you get mad3 chrded the lad Im gettrn tned' Srde lye got to hurry rf I have much trme at the Hole ' Hernrrch laughed a hearty laugh that would hare done any pessrmrst Good to heir Boy he sard rn that rrch Dutch brogue of hrs as he motroned toward hrs house Just yrsrble through the wrllows let the Hole vo hanged today I wrll keep trll next trme But and he paused sugvestrrely there s a hun dred dollars up there at the house w artrnv for the man that keeps thrs fenc where rt rs Gerard Nathan was an artrst too and more than that the proposrtrorr appealed to that lrght rn hrs eyes Im on he laughed bacls Ill call for the money rn just twenty mrnutes And he swung oyer the old rarl fence and plowed through the warst hrgh gram toward the hon s larr Hernrrch followed the youth wrth a pleased lool. rn hrs eyes untrl the 7fIHfl I fr . , Y F all l Avo ,G X ,,JT..aMf..L . 9 4. , 7 - ' . . 15 , . . 5 9 D 1 Y , . 4. y . ,, . . . . . . . 1 1 r , r . - - tt , rr - v . . , , . , - . , . . 1' -fH0. .. vt , , v , . .3 , U 5 c r tt , ' , . . . H, c , . ,, . . . . 1 I ,, 'C ' tt I , N - .. t -v - - - , 1 Y - H 5 . - A Qu 1 - - . r N D e . 4. .. - - - - - 1 - v r L H f - - - - - tt t . - w w 0 , - L Y- v V - n . v Y .r Q - L . , 1 1. , D . 5 - H - , , , V tt , H 4. r - - , V 1 v , . . ,, . v I . . . , , . - v , , ,

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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 '

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'asv C : opposrte bank of wlllows swallowed hlm up rlhen he made hrs way back to the house there to wrlte a check for one hundred dollars Twenty mlnutes by the clock passed and Gerard Nathan called for hrs reward Heinrich handed the check over without a word of protest when the lad s story was done and to thrs day he IIISISIS that he got the best of the bargain Be that as It may ten minutes or so later a very breathless lad swun himself upon the platform of the last coach as the tram pulled out for Boston I wonder what the governor will say when he finds out his cash rs short ten thousand and the only thlng he s got to show for It IS the best meadow ranch ln AMCYICBD he chuckled to himself as he made hrs way forward and a moment later many xx eary trawelers Jomed ln his merry laugh as he remem bered the expressron on old Flmtsklnners face when he had told him that the old llne fence was to stay where rt was' Btn Qbrtgmal Eatorp By Cl'lYlSlll'lC Cremans N ORIGINAL story for Tuesday says the English lnstructor anl from the throats of thrrty Senlors there assembled arose thrrty gusty conversatlonal as of one who says Nlce weather we re having nowadays An Oflglnal story mdeed' You thlnk of all the men and women who have been XVI'ltlI1g smce the dawn of creation Lam and Abel may hav achleved orrgmallty when they attended the Ararat County l-lxgh School you thmk though history doesnt mentlon rt But Solomon ln hrs wlsdom gave t There rs no neu thmg under the sun quoth he some twenty odd cen turles ago And then all the others xx ho hawe ltept hacking away at lt anyway' From Homer to Klplmg from Sappho to Mary J Holmes to the last cub reporter they have used up ewery plot and sub plot that human mgenulty can concelve of they have worn ewery word m the human language threadbare And yet m thls year of our Lord one thousand nme hundred and thirteen thzrty young and Jejune senlors are asked to produce thlrty Oflglfliil stones Ah well' Tuesday IS a week away You go on about your busrness and for a time you are able to forget the horror of that story Saturday Thirty one ,g , re ' ' ,J A J . ,, 9 , . , . . , . 3 . . ,, . . - , , , A ' , , x I sighs. An original story for Tuesday. Her tone is pleasantly . .. . . . .. , V 9 1 ' . . V . , . , . 1 . ' I . 'W 1 . , ve . , . , . .' L . Y I .. . . ,, V up- , ' , - K l , , . q . U , . , . . v 7 ' ' : ' Y v I . , . ' . a ' v