Richmond Hill High School - Archway / Dome Yearbook (Richmond Hill, NY)

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Page 8 THE DOME in the resultant suds. United, they had formed the famous Iota Tau Gamma society, invitation to which was humiliatingly public, and the ini- tials of which stood for H I'm the goat. Yet Hack had been delivered into the military school's tender care by a fond mother who re- ferred to him as 'L Horace dearf' and Hank had been registered as Carlton Brewer Henry. H Wfhereby and whereasf' declared Hank one drizzly afternoon, H there is an over-abundant supply of nothing to do, I forthwith move we move and start something. Hack blinked, but did not move from the pillows in which he was reading. He was tem- porarily at peace with almost everyone. Besides, he had just been released from 4' The Pen, a semi-study hall and detention room, where he had copied two hundred lines of Virgil as a gentle reminder that the place for foot-long icicles during recitation hours was not down the back of Tank 77 Thad's sensitive neck. c'The motion being enthusiastically secondedf' went on his room-mate, HI therefore put the question. It is unanimously carried. The chair awaits suggestions? 'C Keep it up, urged Hack hopefullyg M may- be you'll talk yourself to deathf' UI have to stay alive to care for thee, O No- ble Roman! 4' See here, Hankfi came the prompt reminder, uwe're off that name stuff. Don't forget the last- time you got throwing rocks at that green- housef' It was a low revengefi grinned the other. U We lost some good cheese, and I only ate one piece of the blamed old soap. Anyone but you would have had sense enough to have flavored it with glue. Canit you think of something to do? I'm bored full of hoIes.'7 H Letis scramble some eggs. 4' Where we going to get the eggs? 7' G' Buy 'em.'7 6' We7re both brokef' That's sof' Hack sighed, as if it were a statement of fact rather than a chronic state that he admitted. They were thoughtful for a moment. Neither had been hungry before, now, because they found they had nothing to eat, they began to experience all the pangs of starvation. Hack rose with grim determination. Let there be eggs! 7' he proclaimed. There wonit be, unless you turn thief or hen,', stated Hank. Talk of something pleas- ant, like Trajectory, or getting expelled. MI don't think I could really steal, sighed Hack. You never can tell till you try,,' suggested his roomie. MI know one thing,- lid make a bum henf' N How little you know yourself,', he chuckled. 6'VVhat's up, Hack? I-Ie recognized that look, and was instantly alert. 4' Shut up! I'm thinking. It isn7t your brain,-- you hear the clock tickingf' Um! He Walked once across the room, then whirled, and rushing over to the couch re- arranged the pillows in a circular pile. uGet in there! W he commanded, N get in there and cluckl We eat in twenty minutes. Hank didn't comprehend, yet, of all St. Iohnis, he alone could afford to obey unquestioningly. I-Ie was among the pillows before his henchman darted through the door. He had been told to cluck, and cluck he would. His face dead ser- ious, his legs crossed, his clucking increased in vigor as there came sudden roars of laughter from the room across the hall. H Will we do it? he heard Tank 'i Thad shout. Will we? Watch us. Oh, what a lovely mess itill make! 7' 'LCluckI cluckl called Hank invitingly. Not only Tank, but half a dozen other mem- bers of the Fifth appeared in the doorway. Hank caught their expressions of joyous antici- pation. He knew all were deep in his debt, and he guessed Hack had held out some glowing bait. And, as he knew Hack, he clucked again. She's a bloomin' Plymouth Rock! 77 exclaim- ed Tank. I know it by the spots on her beak. Here, chick, chick! 'i

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THE DOME I Page 7 TRACK TEAM Hoops and Whoops ND then there's the story about ' ' ' ' Hank and Hack, two students of St. ,lohn the Divine Military Academy. These two Fifth- year birds stuck together like ham 'n aigs, cornbiff ln cab- in Andy. No one in the acad- t or A 59. bage, and Amos emy was ever quite sure of just what stunt they would pull next, and as a result everyone in the school watched expectantly, a grin ready, and hope in every heart that the individual hoper would not find himself suddenly Hooded in the limelight. Hank and Hack never played favor- ites, anything and anyone was their fair game, and, if they suffered occasionally, it only made them the keener to come back with some more hilarious outrage. It had been Hank who had greased the foot- ball prior to the game between the Fifth and Sixth platoonsg it had been Hack who had anointed the hands of his fellows on the Fifth's eleven with wax and emery. Hack had achieved fame- and a dishonorable discharge from the dramatic club-by suddenly terpretation of Lady Teazle lesqueg Hank had evened the half a barrel of liquid soap tank, whereupon the crew was switching his in- into broad bur- score by pouring into the rowing- nearly smothered

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THE DOME Page 9 H ltis inoultingf' declared Duke Barlow. 4' Or maybe it7s only moths. c'C1uck! 77 came from the couch. Hack held them back with outstretched arms. Easy! '7 he cautioned. 44 Personally l think he's gone dottyg but he said he could do it, and l want to prove he's a fat liar. U Cluckl cluckln came the indignant challenge. H He said he could sit on a dozen eggs for fifteen minutes without breaking one. lt canit be did. uYou bet it can'tl agreed Tank, shaking with anticipation over the wreckage Hack had hinted at. N Now produce the hen-fruit, ordered Hack. C' Here, one at a time. Play fair! You own the eggs, Tank, so you come first. Each put two in the nestg if one cracks,- oh, boy! 'i Wilson advanced. HNice chickiel he taunted as he slid two eggs under the pillows. L' Be 'ten- der with Tankyis eggiesf' 'C Cluckl M The others formed in line. Hank arranged their offerings to suit his convenience and his dawning comprehension. An omelette was not his idea of a joke. H All setf' declared Hack at last. MNQ fair to make him move now. Wl1o's holding the watch? 'i HI am, answered Duke. M One minute! Tank edged nearer, both big hands ready for the call of iive. Hack sniffed suspiciously. He sniffed again. He bolted from the room. Tank! 77 he yelled, your gas stove! Your roomis aiiref' With a shout Tank dashed to the rescue. He saw a puff of smoke. '4 Some water, quick! 7' The rest rushed to his aid. As they passed him, Hack coolly stepped hack into his room and locked the door. '5Now,7, he said, let's eatf' '4C1uckety-cluck! 77 gurgled the joyous hen. '4How'd you do it, Hackus, old duck? ullllatch, waste-basket, a dash of brainsf' he owned modestly. 4' They live to learn, those fel- lows. Better barricade the door, thoughf' But when equal boredom overcame the pair about three weeks later, and Hank's suggestion that they celebrate the advent of spring by stuffing the furnace with discarded rubbers had emptied the building on an un-springlike night, the Head took it upon himself to chat with Maurice Beard, the commanding student of the Sixth. HA joke's a jokef' he said, smiling, '4 but l have my own standard of humor. HCertainly, agreed the big fellow. L' But that doesn't mean l understand, sir. 1711 be more explicit. l like that Henry- Matthews combination. Both have great possi- bilitiesg both are full of originalityfi uThey're all of thatf' sighed Maurice. M And moref' agreed the Head. Yet l have a feeling that, should l attempt their suppres- sion, it would be like breaking butterflies on a wheel. They are only thoughtless. Do you im- agine the Sixth could make them think to some purpose? Maurice gasped. To have Hank and Hack officially delivered into his hands was like a rainbow after a storm. 5' We'd like the chance to try, he admitted. uYou have it. But you'll have your hands full, and l do not countenance hazing. Those two can be made to use their abilities for the good of St. John's. ltis your work to blaze the trail. But do not underestimate your taskfi Maurice was more pleased by the trust im- posed than worried over the job set. He made up his mind that the best way to Hght fire was with Hre. Hack and Hank, having been ordered confined within bounds for two weeks, that vis- ible and official justice might not be lacking, were conveniently at hand. He hooked them within twenty-four hours. M You two are live wires, he confided, and the Sixth is going to let you in on the best thing ever pulled here. C' Spill it, advised Hack briefly. Beard laid a conhdential hand on his shoul- der. H lt's a parade, he imparted,- M a fancy- dress parade to the 4 Pen ' this evening. Duke's