Stadium High School - Tahoma Yearbook (Tacoma, WA)

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Days of Real Sport at Stadium High

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,THE TAHOMA finished. Fred deadlu then, slowly, It's best, I guess-await! I had turned toward the door. They,ll find it out soon-you stay here with me-there's something that I want to tell you. Youill remember it now, and you mightn't again. It's a story I want you to know. I stepped to the window and shaded my eyes. Poncho above was cropping the grass, and the moon had climbed over the trees. The shadows were long, and I decided to stay. I crossed the room and sat down on the bunk. Dad lighted his pipe from a splint Hred at the grate, threw it back, and watched it until it was consumed. Iwaited, and soon Dad began. Poor Lane! I always was sorry for him. It don't never do no good to hate, boy, and that's what I want you to remember. The Big Fire was fierce and killed and burned lots, but it was nothing to the fire that gets in a man when he hates. Get mad and fight if you will, but don't keep a'hat- in' at all. Folks mostly don't know why Lane pulled that long face, and never would laugh at a joke. You rec'llect-but, 'course, you don't know, you was too young to remember-but oncet he was- n't that way. They say, since his brother was killed in the Fire--but you don't 'member that, either. You was here, but they sent you off with your Ma, and left the men here to fight it. You know: 'r anyhow, you've heard of, George Lane. He and Fred was always together. They was chums, friends, brothers, and every- thing to each other, and it was seldom they got fur apart. If ever two boys thought a lot of each other, them boys was the ones that did. But then the Fire came-you know 'bout the Fire -and George was killed out a'fight- Q 1-bg f y ' fdlvx V 5 wt e.swf Sfev'-'ZX 0 Zu f Z 4 JQ XWQQ,-ff. .A W I , Ev NX 9.-ff-I Fm X gyms e'l4lwf1J'?5, ii in y t f f l E l ,lil I ZW A ff' 9 JJ' s fl bmtrlll, in' it. That's why, they say, that Fred got so glum, but that ain't all of the story. Some of us knew, but we allers kept stillg 'cause,-well, we couldn't go tell it. But now Fred is gone, and so it's all right, I guess, to . I, S' 1 'ltr ' 3: V it gf., V 'I .. N ' . .41 X a f ' 1 fix in fi l N IA1J X i I - . A 1' fl lf 1 fl ll If 'fi',:.'l K - S ' f sr. fewer f-2 NW, Z .V fa, .-Q-.wear-' 1- X . X Q , lit., 'di f' -.. f xx A l :N :xx '1' 1,: -!,..A,f -ca! Sxml 1 A .xtnj flgiff LI -V ,,. s 1,45 . A-xc 'li 14 3 J , 9 fi .fa if 'i if ri. ,f5::-fair .L 1 S lx- ,i X ','S,?- xx W ' ' pl rf 9 ' 'Z' fl' -' 4 W I , sf fm -gf S3 'ff NVQ Ll if 'P lf., K . 1 J 461111 Li 474. -'fr I f sf K., fi ' , ' ..',3.f. . iq 23