Soldan High School - Scrip Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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.- V' sn -1 fs' 1 ' s -'fs r 'A-'A , :Y W: C QI! J px N f R J, 551 ,-3 --Q ' ' L-, f..ieT!?iT'Elb Africa. The marble stone holds sixteen pages of type set according to the page proof. Thus the Scrip is printed in sections of sixteen pages each. This form now goes to the press room where the big press has al- ready been prepared. The pressman puts it on the press and makes ready , a process by which protruding pieces of type will be brought to a uniform level so that the impression is even and will not punch through the paper. The ink fountain is set to give a uniform color and then the feeder feeds the paper through the press. The result is a printed sheet on each side of which appear eight pages of the Scrip. After these sheets are dry they are taken to the bindery where ma- chine folders are set for the size of the paper. Then the sheets are run through the folder. After the forms have been folded, they are gath- ered together by girls and stitched on a wire-stitching machine. The cover is folded and pasted on. The Scrips are wrapped in bundles of one hundred each and sent to the shipping room. The delivery tickets are made out and, as Mr. Louis Buschart told me, The auto comes and takes them to 'Home Sweet Home'. -C. Gordon Fennell 7. One of the big presses A Misundersianding '- OHN Murphy was the most mischievous boy in the neigh- ff' Q borhood. He was always playing tricks and jokes on ' somebody, and he was always causing a disturbance. But i his Waterloo came at last, and this is how it happened. J john was chasing a boy down the street, calling him all kinds of names. Seeing that he could not catch him, he picked up a stone and hurled it at the boy. The stone sailed through the air, and then, crash! It broke the window of the Chinaman's laundry. John lingered not a second, he turned on his heel and fled. After hiding for about ten minutes, he found out that he was not being pur- 62

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'-fgk? :if 'W. ff -f ' -Q, - C'-1 '- 1 ef iz ' fe gt: .,.g., .2-,g.'.-fi 459 2: 'fp -,. 1,.'1ff lQ be up they are photographed to the given size and either a zinc or a copper cut made for them. Reproductions of photographs which require different shades must have a copper etching, but plain black-and-white work like cartoons requires .only a zinc. The Edison Club made a trip through an engraving plant, an account of which was published in the Sctip of june, 1916. 'Several engraving companies have done work for the Scrip. Mr, Green, now of the Acme Engraving Company, at pres- ent on the job, also helped in getting out the very iirst Scrip that was made. But to get back to the galley. It is up in 327 with proofs of the en- gravings, and the cuts have been sent from the engraver's over to Buscharts'. In the art department the galley is now cut up and pasted on separate sheets to show each page form, with spaces left for the pic- tures just as they will appear in the Scrip. This page form or dummy , as it is called, is now returned to Buscharts', where the type has al- ready been corrected according to the galley sent back. Now the page forms are printed and proofs sent to Soldan for a final correction. When they are again returned to the printer's and the type corrected according to instructions, the stone man sets up the page form in a large marble encasement. The stone man is perfectly human and alive to all ap- pearances. I know his official title is misleading, but he took it from the marble slab just in the same way that Scipio took Africanus from , 1-if - 'X I l riljllflf 2 Q ni' ,i , ' A form looks like Ihis 61

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11- sued. Therefore he came forth from his hiding place and went home. As he came into the house, his father handed him some collars and said, john, the 'chink' didn't come for the collars, so you might as well hurry up and take them to him. The boy hesitated. W-w-ell, all r-r-righ-t, he answered. Then the poor boy went on his way. With agitated soul and trembling lips, he stepped into Hing l..ee's laundry. There onhis right was the window he had broken. He thought that Lee suspected him, and he dared not meet Lee's glance. The Chinaman took the collars, and after giving john a ticket, re- marked in a broken English, Kallie f' you Tloisday night. Murphy shuddered, What was that? kill you Tloisday night! Yes, that's what he said. John quickly opened the door and ran home as fast as his feet could carry him. And yet, he dared not tell his father, for he had promised him severe punishment for the next mix-up he should get into. Therefore he went to his room, said his prayers over and over again, and then went to bed, only to dream the most horrible of dreams. On the next two days, Wednesday and Thursday, everything went wrong. The Chinaman's phrase rang through his brain. At last the fatal night came. john reviewed all of the wrongs he had ever done, and felt very sorry. But when he tried to think of the good deeds, he could recollect none. Surely, I can't go to heaven, he thought. Oh, if I only had an- other chance. While all of these thoughts were rushing through his mind, the doorbell rang. Answer the bell, called his father. Then he braced up and obeyed. But, when he came to the staircase, he shivered, he shuddered, and trembled with fear. The very walls seemed to bid him farewell. The hats on the hatrack seemed to turn into spirits which pointed their fingers at him. And as he walked down the stairs, a creaking voice seemed to say, Keelie you, killie you, Tlois- day night. And then the walls seemed to re-echo in a grand voice, Keelie you, keelie you, Tloisday night. But still he did not give up. He came to the door, and there outside stood the Chinaman, who cried out, O pie doo', opie doo'. john obeyed, and opened the door. Then Lee handed him a packet and re- marked, Me tellie you kallie f' you Tloisday night! No? Goodie night. Good night, answered the boy in a weak voice, after receiving the packet of collars. He then sat down on the stairs in order to regain control of himself. Now I see, he muttered to himself, kallie f' you Tloisday night. I see, I see. -Milton Yawitz, 5. sa