Petersburg High School - Missile Yearbook (Petersburg, VA)

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ITAL QTIQMIQ' v v Two Poems By John McNeill Rescue T Slowly the dawn, Custodian of law and order, Approachesg And the fog, Grim accomplice of the night, Steathily sneaks away. Orchestra The darkened clouds hang overheadg The wind begins to blow. The barking dogg the flitting' birds Are silent as they go. They do not like the splashing rain, They fear the silent snow. The rustling leaves come tumbling downg The patter of the rain Is drowned out in a crashing peal Of thunderous acclaim. The elements of nature join To form this loud refrain. muunnnnnnm Page twenty mumuuuummunnun

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But I tell you we havenit enough leadg you can't make bul- lets without lead, the Workman pleaded. Well, find more lead, find it I I have that lead that we found was rich in silver ore, but you said to put it aside and .... But nothing, use it man, use it demanded the foreman. So the order was filled and wagon trains took case upon case of bright, shiny bullets from the foundry to the strug- gling troops. It was in March that Ingram had been transferred to Fort Stedman, and on this particular night he was on picket duty. The picket posts along this line were unusually close to each other, and the opposing sentries often held very friendly con- versations. However, tonight it seemed peculiarly quiet. In- gram was suspicious. Hey, you over ther, Johnny Reb, speak upg why are you so quiet? he called out. No reply. Always a poor soldier on picket duty, and, unwary as usual, Joseph Ingram rose up to take a look around. What was that moving just ahead of him? A scouting party! This would never do. He settled down to watch very closely. His chance would come, he decided, and he thought it best to be patient. He rose again, but he had been watching the slowly moving figures ahead of him too closely, for a shadow had slipped off to the side and was carefully but rapidly flanking him. The shadow rose to one knee, leveled his gun, and fired. The ball struck Ingram in the thigh and he spun to the ground. Well, they took General Ingram out of the game last night, reported Gustav as the first messmate entered the kit- chen in the morning. Bone shattered right bad, afraid they'll have to amputatef' l F il 1 1 I told them it would be a precious bullet that took me out of that war, gray-haired Joseph Ingram said as he fondled his bullet watch fob. Practically solid silver, he added as he pas- ed the memento to the young admirer sitting beside him on the park bench. The old veteran gave the small boy a twinkling glance, Say, did I ever tell you about that night I broke up a surprise attack on Fort Stedman? IIHWIIIlllililllllllllllllillllllllllllllllillllllllllllllll Page nineteen . . v v QTILS. unnnnnunnnnnnunnummmInInnnummmmmmunmmuum11In111n1111mnnunnnnnmn mamma

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mmnuunnuu Page vvfflf. The Misbebaving Bicuspid By Hilda Crowder OTHIN G could be more annoying than a false tooth that insists on falling out at the most inopportune times. I speak along this line from hard earned experience. My front tooth was knocked out at the tender age of nine by a stray rock. I remained snaggle-toothed un- til I was about fourteen years old, at which time I be- came the proud possessor of a false tooth. Needless to say it was very awkward at first, but I finally mastered the art of using my new chopper. This tooth gave me very little trouble until last fall, when it suddenly decided to remind me of the fact that it was capable of being very disagreeable. The first fatal event occurred on a Sunday, the day all young ladies try to look their best. When the thoughtful boy friend suggested some frozen candy I completely forgot that I possessed a false tooth at the thought of something to eat Cwhich inci- dentally is my greatest enjoynienti. I was attacking my frozen candy with all the grace possible when suddenly and most un- expectedly my old faithful decided to desert me. Oh, the humil- iation of it all! There I sat grinning like a Cheshire cat, with a gap in my mouth that reminds one of the Grand Canyon. Well, as it may be expected, I spent the next day at the dentist's office, and that was one time I had much rather take a 4-I-I English test. The following Thursday being Thanksgiving, Petersburg was all steamed up over the annual football game with John Mar- shall of Richmond. I don't suppose there was any one in High School who was more excited than I was when I dressed for the big affair. I finally arrived ata the field and hurried down to- wards the bleachers. About half way down the hill I spied an old friend some distance ahead of meg I made an eHort to at- tract her attention, and again my tooth decided to fly into space. Let me add that I attracted her attention, and that of many others besides. I didn't have the heart to face so many of my schoolmates minus my front tooth, so I turned sadly away after giving one forlorn look at the excited crowd below. In spite of all my efforts to escape unnoticed, I saw at least two- thirds of my friends on the way out. They all looked surprised on seeing me leave so soon, and I had to explain again and again 1 ic uii twenty-one Sl omumun