South Pasadena Middle School - Tiger Cub Yearbook (South Pasadena, CA)

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Page 4 LA TORRE January '16, 1935 Ghost Light LIN,Q.h.g t'I wonder if it's really a ghost,' murintued i'vVeir toftly '11; was gaz 112g intently at a weiid wl1.te light U111; 1:1 $10111 the neitheast gable of Merediths Mansion. For th1ee dec- ad :5 ever since old Merdeith had died, a g. lost la xtern had shone f10m thL3 sra ble 011 celtain nights. ttOf comes not, silly, there's no :iueh thing as a ghost, lazily cliawieJ Helene, Oh, I dent know. No one las really over proved it you know, do clared her more imaginative friend, tiI bet I could prove that that 011': iinit a ghost, Helene flung b20111 uIll take you up on that, cried Weir jumping to her feet tiCo.11e 011, she c1ied to the young pe 01p e laley d1aped about the porch. HWe IO goingr to give all Mereditlfs ghost the sur- prise of his life, and jumped off the railing to the ground. A few minutes later five girls and a half dozen youths were razi-ig dovy .1 the lane separating the old Grayson homestead from Meredithls Mansion. They arrived hot and breathless with creepy sensations running up and down their spinal columns. HL-look at it, whispered Judith. 1iDedoesn't it l-look awful c-elose? IttIt' sure does, agreed the others but putting on a brave front they walked stealthily towards the house. The door gave way with a' groan under the impact and the visitors Si? 1 noiselessly in. itL-let's begin in the cellar, stut- tered Helene. So down they went stumbling over the rickety steps. Don- ald Grayson, Weir's brother, had, wonder of wonders, remembered a flashlight so that their path was lighted somewhat. What are thoseiw questioned Weir in a low voice. HJust a pile of old boxes. Couldn't be anything in em, whispered David. Let's explore over theref' motioning to a dark corner. , The group took a stsep forward but a crash overhead sent them sailing up the steps and out into the yard. HWha- at was that '7 gaSped weir tiVV-ewhy ask us? Y- -you know as much as we do, responded her com- panions. ttLook Oh look. The light is gone' Sure enough it was tiMemaybe the g-ghost is g-going to chase us, stammered Weir. Everyone turned and stared at her. No one but Weir would have thought of such a thing Finally- JfCome on fellows. Letis have don't With this ghost once for all and thn boys stampeded to the house followed by the girls. Playing Postmen vhohh Some postmen sit insidc all day, Giving lovely things away, Padiages and bundles tied, With the best of things inside, And letters, too, all clean and white, They hand to you with great delight, They like to sit there all the day, And give the pleasant things away. But other postmen walk outside, Along the city far and wide, they take the bundles that they give, And letters, too, out Where yoa live. 'Ihcy do not mind to walk at all, They are .so strong and glad and tall, Such pleasant things some people do, They must be happy all day through. Nenita Dumo 7133111 7 ..hh... !-h-h. The Turkey w.g I feel sorry for the turkey. He's just in the prime of life When Whee-ee-ee! and a couple of gobbles And' his throatls been, cut With a 1 knife. Fearing that if they stopped they would get cold feet and tuln, back they tore madly up to the attic door. Shadows were dancing over the walls like black goblins. With hair standing on end Donald put his hand 011 the knob and turned it. There was avloud squeak as the rusty hinges gave way. They were confronted by a blare of light that blinded them for the mm ment. But becoming accustomed to it they scuttled in like so'many seared rabbits. They turned expectantly towards the northeast 'gable but all they saw was a 'large old-fashioned mirrOr. Helene walked over and examined It. Turning to Weir She said, ftWell, Weir, thereys your ghost. ttHow's that? WtThe mirror catches the moonlight and reflects it about the room. When we were outdoors a minute ago a cloud must have passed over 'the moon, explained Helene. HI don't know but What I'm glarl you won the bet, said Weir slowly. itAnd if I'm not I ought to be fOr Ilm sure I'd prefer the mirror to the ghost any day. HOf course, laughed her brother. UAny girl would, and set them all to laughing. President Pierce I went aboard her last July, A11 as I walked up the gangplank I carried boxes and bundles and mag- azines. The people watched me and wandered, I imagine, if I were going on the trip. And when I went to the' stateroom and a softeslippered cabin boy took the bundles. To the promenade deck I went with our friends, who were really going. We went from stern to bow and on every deck Examining the swimming pool, the game deck and all the rest; Watched the hold being tilled and cars hoisted below. And then all too soon through every part Of the great vessel Came a Chinese cabin boy with a gong bidding all visitors ashore. Reluctantly we went and stood cran- inge our necks to see our friends at the windows. Then came the serpentine fiuttering down, Ch how I Wished I might go along As at last the band st1uck up tiAnw chors Aweigh . My heart swelled at the sound! And then the huge liner was free from the dock, and slowly moving- outward, The band playing, people waving and seipentine flying. As she went slowly out into mid har- bor and turned around we started homeward And I thought, ttWhen shall I be able to go, too? i . l 'apriscina Roth 8A-101 ee-O The Crossroads hp. The crossroads is an interesting place. The sons of all the universe Pass and greet me with rugged voices or harsh ones. But many a lad or lassie has a voice As pure and round as crystal, and they wave at me As they rumble down the road on crooked wheels That are worn and sad from toil on the roads rough back. I sit there many an hour watching carriages, And watch them come down the nar- row Winding way And jump off one bump onto another as they bounce away To far off places I do not know. eBob Jordan, 7A 110

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January 16, 1935 AUN T SUSIE + Dear Aunt Susie: Why can't we have a student store like the High School and other schools have? It could sell such things as notebook paper, manila folders, pen- cils, and locks which are needed in our school work. Those who can't get away to buy school equipment could get it here, and it would be a good way for earning student body tickets by working there. I am sure we could make a go of it, so why not try? B.W. Dear B.W., There are merchants in this town who depend for their living on selling folks pencils, paper, etc. These same merchants pay taxes to help support our school so we believe the business should go to them, Yours sincerely. Aunt Susie Dear Aunt Susie: Why don't we try out the Los Ang- eles system of homework-no home- work in the seventh and eighth grades, and in the ninth grade one hour in one subject each school night, Mondaqunglish, Tuesdayremathe- matics, etc.; and no homework over the weekends? Y.N.O. Dear Y.N.O., It is true that Los Angeles is try- ing to limit the amount of homework required but then Los Angeles is a very different community from South Pasadena and San Marino. In our school-community more than half our boys and girls plan to go to college when they graduate from high school. This means that they take the kind of high school work and do the kind of things that will prepare them for colleges-home study is one of those things. In our school-community, moreover, most of the parents want their child- ren to have regular home study as- signments Which seems a most excel- lent reason why the school should give them. Cordlially yours, Aunt Susie Dear Aunt Susie: Why donlt they have paper napkins for the children who eat in the cafe- teria? ES. Dear E.S., It would be fine if the cafeteria furnished paper napkins. 1t wou'd L-c fine if pupils who had b831, furnished With paper rapkins had not waste: them. Last year the pupils were given paper napkins and they wasted them reedhssy and so this year they were discontinued. Mrs. Green has grom- ised that they will be furnished again and as long as each pupil takes only LA TORRE Pupils Hear About Soap and Safety + The assembly Wednesday, Novem- ber 21, Opened with announcements by Marshall Bennett. Then Mr. Coo- ney introduced Miss Jean M. Robin- son from the Textile Researeh De- partment of the White King Soap Company in Los Angeles. Miss Robin- son gave a talk on the different kinds of soap and congratulated the stu- dents in the science classes who have been making soap. Mr. Cooney read the names of the students who were to receive prizes for their soap. The students came out on the stage to receive their delightful prizes. The hrst prize was won by Dorothy James, and the second prize was won by Helen Ide and Joyce Miller, Melvin Bloomquist and Franklin Miller dividu ed honors for third prize. These prizes were kits of fine toilet soap and Nadji perfume. Special prizes were awarded to Ralph Hoyle, Henry Hoeskstra, Bob Beedle and Bill Love. These prizes were assortments of toilet soap and household soap, Mr. Baker then introduced Mr. Young, of the California Auto Club. Mr. Young spoke-on Safety and show- ed the assembly slides illustrating the results of careless driving. th Guillen and Hays Talk in Assembly + The assembly November 14 opened with a number by the school band. Anne Roberts introduced Pete Guillen who gave an interesting talk on his hobby, HStudying and Building Model Airplanes . Anne then introduced Seymoure Hayes who talked on his hobby, The Building of Boats . After a chorus back stage had sung that well known song of the seas Blow the Man Down,n a group of students sang us a barnyard song. The girls played on combs and the boys imita- ted different animals very successfu'ly. Dick Hucks reviewed and read a para- graph or two of the interesting book Silver Chief . Last on the program was a short skit advertising the Junior Rally. one or at the most two with his tray. Yours thriftily, Aunt Susie tEditorls Note: On behalf of the Student Body and La Torre Sta'f, we. wish to thank llAunt Susie for quick results in response to the above nues- Hon If each pnpil takes only one or two, it will be appreciated, alsoJ Page 3 UNCLE NED hF Uncle Ned, Why do railroad men always speak of a locomotive as she ? Paul Pry Dear HPaul Pry , Because it suggests tender thoughts and draws men after it. Auhh Uncle Ned, What did the Egyptians do when they found themselves in the dark? Deluvian Dear Deluvian , They turned on the Israe-lites. -.t.. UnchNed, H017 can you make a tall man short? Tightwad Dear Tighmad , Borrow $5 from him. am Uncle N ed, If a burglar got into a cellar, would the coal shoot? li'Sambo Dear Sambo , No, the kindling would. h.-- Uncle Ned, How do you keep food on an empty stomach? llstumpy'i Dear Stump , Bolt it down. $7.E Uncle Ned, What is the difference between a dollar bill and a silver quarter? A ilMisern Dear l'Miser , Seventy-hve cents. hH Uncle Ned, What is more wonderful than a horse that can count? Agricola Dear Agricolall, A spelling bee. 4h Uncle Ned, At what time is a pun most effec- tive? LR. Dear L.R. , When it strikes one. -4: Uncle Ned, What kind of paper tells you who you are? Stumped' Dear Stumped , Tissue Utis youl.

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January 16, 1935 LA TORRE Page 5 LOBO ttSon of Battleai tContinued From Last Issuei ' He was puzzled. He had felt sure of the victory, but never in his exper- ience had he fought a rival. like this silver dog before him, Suddenly the big wolf got a hold of Lobo's leg and quickly snapped it, as he would a twig. But the bone didn't break as he had expected, and darted out. For an instant the WOlf had the advantage, and he pressed his gain to the utmost, but to no avail. Lobo had a death grip on his iieck, and slowly but surely was tear- ing out his jugular. As Lobo was do- ing so, the leader got hold of Lobols neck, and sank his fangs deep. The two swayed back and forth. but Lobols grip proved the stronger. Theibig wolf relaxed and lay dead r Lobots feet, A howl of triumph issued from Lobo's throat and he whirled to face the pack. Bleeding as he was, he was ready for another onslaught if it came. But the pack dashed past him and'soOn all that was left of their recent Chieftain was blood smeared bones. Lobo was ruler of thepack. ' Lobo's pack came to be the rulers of the wilds; no other pack dared dis- pute 'their rights to a kill, and none sought trouble with them. The pack became more and more venturesome vhder Lobols leadership. Whenever possible they would raid Indian vill- ages, with such fury and skill that the Indians attached superstition to them. Many were the tales of the terrible wolf pack with a supernat- urr-l leader who was clothed in silver with a white slash across his chest. There were tales of teh leader's knife like fangs that ripped and tore cen- stantly. Many evidences of Lobo's hatred for men were found in the north woods. Scattered ashes of campfires were found with the own- erts skull and bones lying about. Two years had passed since Lobo had been token from the kennels. He had attainerl his full growth, and his huWQ size inspired awe among the Indian tribes who wore unfortunate enough to view him, and his pack If any saw him from a distance it WW. an evil omen of death to the tribe, V THE MASTER OF LOBO Lobols pack had grown so bold that thev now hunted in the daytime. de- fvinrr man and breaking all wolf cus- toms. On one particular dav Lobo caught scent of man. His liDS drew bank in a snarl of hatred. Swiftlv he Pallrvl the pack together Vr-nd they loned awav for the kill. Just ahead of Lobo a black snot appeared on the white surface of the snow. Lobo knew it was man, and hurried the pack into a wild run. The man Lobo sighted was wear- ing the uniform of a Northwest mounted policeman. He looked worn out, but kept determindly onwaid. AS he caught sight of the pack he made a grab for his rifle, and 1muught it to his shoulder. As he did so he rec- ognized the pack as the one the In- dians feared. The pack drew closer, Lobo in the lead. The officer saw Lobo, the white slash across his chest, and with a look of amazement in his eyes, he dropped his gun. The wolves formed a circle around him, and waited for their leader to make the onslaught. Lobo started to charge when suddenly the cry, Itls Lobo! reached his ears and he stop- ped dead still. Some dim recollection crossed his memory. HItts Johnny. old boy! cried the officer. ilLoboI You know me. Had Johnny shown any fear of him, Lobo would have charged without thinking. But there was no fear in the officers eyes, and Lobo withheld his charge long enough to remember him. He thought of. the days in the kennels, of Johnny, his told pal; and this man was Johnny! Warily Lobo approached him. The pack at his back stood rigid, waiting for Lobo to draw first blood. Slowly Johnny stretched forth his hand. The dog advanced very slowly, half way expecting treachery. Finally Johnny touched him, and that was all the wolf pack at Lobo's back needed. With a howl they charged, Lobo whirled to face them; in and out he plunged, snapping at the bewildering pack. Johnny took his gun and used it as a club, fearing to use it other- wise for fear of hitting Lobo. Johnny marveled at the huge silver dog, for in very short order he had the Whele pack of wolves fleeing from them. When at last they were alone, Johnny told Lobo how glad he was to see him and that nothing could stOp them from catching his fatherls murderers now. And Lobo lay at his feet, looking into the eyes of the man who had won his love when he had been a puppy, and who still held his love when he was more than half wild wolf. VI THE CAPTURE For months Johnny and Lobo had been combing the Northland but to no avail, for they had not even picked up a thread of a clue as to the crim- inals whereabouts. Things were bad, but Johnny strove onward, and Lobo was always at his side. One day the two stOpped at a min- ing town to get some information and supplies. They asked everywhere if anyone had heard of the two criminals, Max and Pierre. He entered a small saloon and asked the question there. A short fat man was there, and he said, HSure we've seen iem but that doesnt mean nothinl to you mister! Jchnnyis jaw set hard. Here at last was a clue, and he meant to have it. He strode .over to the man's side, and Lono, growling softly, was at his heels. i Johnny grabbed the fat fellow by the collar. iiI know the law doesnlt mean much to you, fellow, he said angrily, but I can show you some- thing that will. Tell me where those men are, or I'll give Lobo a chance at your dirty throat! The fat manis eyes filled with terror when he recognized the dog, and he told Johnny all that he knew of the criminals. Johnny and Lobo took up the trail. The dOg picked up their scent, and his lips drew back in a symbol of hatred. Two days Lobo followed the trail, and then Johnny suddenly cautioned him back, and pointed out a small seclud- ed, hidden camp. They approached the camp stealthily. Johnny caught sight of two dirty, unshaven men sitting by a small campfire. When Lobo saw them he started to spring, but Johnny laid his hand on the bristling scruff of his neck; HSteady boy! he cautioned, liyou may get your chance yet! Then in a loud voice he called out to them. Up with yeur hands, in the name of the la'W! Max heard, and drew his gun and started to fire, but no sooner had he done so than Lobo sprang toward him, his fangs bared and gleaming, He was upon him before Max could fire .a sin,- gle shot. Max' screamed when he recognized Lobo. Pierre started to run, but John- ny stopped him with a well-aimed list. Then Johnny ran to Max and called Lobo off just in time to save Maxis life. . J . ; With Lobo off, Max felt braver. He said loudly, tiYou ain't got nothin' on us. No proof or nothinl! Johnny was havinq a hard time holding Lobo back, and he said calme 1v. but with a deadly menace in his eves, ttI guess this is enough moot. Either you confess or I'll turn Lobo loose! A look of great horror came into Maxis eves, and rather than have .T-e bo turned loose again he confessed to the murder of Mr. Lamont. Johnnv handcuffed his two prison- ers. Victorv was his. but he gave all of the credit to Lobo, and trinmnh- antlv side bv side, they started the long march home. Glenn Lathrop tTHE ENDi