University High School - Cub Yearbook (Oakland, CA)

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Here, read this l She took the paper and read Wonderingly. Construction superintendent found a lion under station house unsafe rush men at once Inspector Iolavillef' There was an appalled silence in the room, While the superin- tendent tore feebly at the discouraged-looking fringe to which he familiarly referred as his hair. as at at ve The inspector stood on the station platform, giving final in- structions to the station agent, when a locomotive puffed up with a circus cage in tow. The inspector gazed at it with amazement as a half dozen men with ropes and poles eme1'ged. 'CVVhat's this, a circus?,' he asked. Guess so, sir,', replied one of the men grinning. VVhere is it? Under there?7' 'CY ou haven't had a sunstroke or anything, have you? asked the inspector. '4Sunstroke? No, sir. VVe've come for the lion. ltlay we get it now? 4'Lion? VV hat lion? asked the inspector with astonishment. f'The lion under the station house, sir. The one you wired about I never Wired about a lion under the station. There isn't any lion under the station housef, c'Begging your pa1'don, sir, but you did. I have a copy here of the message you sent? Well, so have I, said the inspector heatedly. And there's nothing about a lion in it, either V' 'cVVell listen to this, sir. 'Found a lion under station house un- safe rush men at once.'7' Let me see that. He regarded it amazedly for a moment. Then a great light b1'0kC. Very prettyf, he said, but they made an error of one letter. One letter, sir? Y es. H61'C,S what I sentf' And selecting a paper from a packet in his pocket, he handed it to the man, who read, Foundation under station house unsafe rush men at oncef, GEORGE SWARTH 277

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BIG GAME HEN the Great North Central Railroad changed hands after its embezzlement scandal and subsequent bank- ruptcy, the first thing the new corporation did was to have all the tracks and property inspected and put in order. The inspec- tion car began at the miain station and went down the whole length of the line, stopping at every way station and looking over all the railroad property, afterwards wiring back to the main office reports on material and labor needed for repairs. Then the repair trains fol- lowed and put everything in order. It was in the middle of a blazing July day that the inspection en- gine puffed into the thriving metropolis of Ioladale Qpopulation, 1920 census, 11031. The inspector and his assistant jumped down from the cab of the engine and walked toward the station building. HYou look at the underpinnings first,', said the inspector. I'll go see what's what insidef, f'All right, sir, replied the assistant, and moved toward the rear of the solitary little building while the inspector entered. It was, as I said, a hot day, and the attendant was half asleep behind his cage when the inspector entered. Wl1CI1 the inspector had still but half succeeded in rousing him, the assistant entered hur- riedly. For gosh sake, sir, he exclaimed. UCOIIIC out and look at thisll' are ae as as Back at the main office, the construction superintendent sat with his feet on his desk, dictating to his long-suffering stenographer. For gosh sake, hurry up, Miss J ones. Ready? Take this. Field and Lee Qpastoral name, isnit itll , 235 South DT01'6l3.I1d Street, City. Dear Sirs: . . f' Here he was interrupted by an office boy, who entered pre- cipitately. Y W'i1'e, sir! Bring it here, Jimmie. And in the future enter in a quiet and respectful manner, after knockingf' He took the typed yellow sheet lazily 2-llld adjusted his glasses. The1'e was a moment's silence while he read. Then his feet came to the floor with a thud. VVhat the Hades? VVhat the heck do they think I am any- ways? VVihat,s the bi g idea? Bly gosh! Now TI ask you, what do you do in a case like that?,' Like what, hir. Eggert?7, asked the stenographer.

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IQEVEIQIE HE CIIILTERN Hills lie low and green Against the azure skyg The silver Thames flows on se1'ene VV here soft the rushes sigh, And all the open fields between In placid sunshine lie. The cliffs of Sheerness rise up tall, Out of the surging sea. The circling sea gulls scream and call, And the salt wind blows free. The watermen at VVappiug Stairs Serenely sit and wait for 'cfaresf' While past them in an endless row The schooners, skiffs, and barges go. The Shropshire sun benignly shines O-n meadow, field, and brook. How do I know these things are so? I read them in a book. GECJIIGE S XVARTII . WIITFULN Eff OURNFUL puppy sitting there VVith soulful eyes and drooping ears, Your dirty, ragged, yellow coat Not one lone trace of pedigree can spell. Yet, far beneath the scrawny surface, A loyal one-man heart is beating, VVaiting, watchin g, hoping f or a chance To show its worth- - - if only One small likewise pedigreeless boy VVould come and lay a dirty hand On your wistful, dusty little head. Hixicitinr BAKER