University High School - Cub Yearbook (Oakland, CA)

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tus, snatching rings for a free ride and calling back to him in apology. They're the rings of Saturnf' he explained. Grab one. Hold on tightf, screamed the professor, VVe,re about to enter the cathode rayf, Darkness again enveloped them. A green light in the distance was rapidly growing bigger and bigger, and a loud humming ac- companied it. As the noise became unbearable Billyis disaster seemed eminent. 'Tm done forf, he thought, as he buried his face in the hair of the electron. He experienced a violent whirling sen- sation. HI know what it is, thought Billy. c'The atom has split i11to its component parts and 1'm lost in the Universef' He summoned enough courage to peek through the hair of the electron and was consoled to discover Professor hlethyl ahead ol' hinr still exerting his positive influence. The professor, no longer wearing his pedantic expression, was thoroughly enjoying his ride and making whoopee on his ele-ctron. lXIr. lNIethyl was embarrassed to be caught off his guard, and he turned about announcing severely to Billy: Next we'll enter the ionic equation! But Billy objected. The professor conceded. 4'VVell, the bell is ringing and perhaps we had better take that up later. By this time both his own electron and the professor's were slowing down and taking on a sort of rocking motion. Ahead of him Billy could see the door of the laboratory standing open. VVith an easy gliding motion the professor headed in, and Billy followed. Bly boy, spoke 'Professor ltlethyl, and his tone was soothing. He,s coming tof' and He's all rightf, were strayed voices reaching Billy's ear, and Billy responded. 'cSure, I'm all rightf, he said. It was darned good! --FUL'roN Tooiimic. 1,-Q. A 1 '47 . A f l m E E5

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which rendered l1im completely negative. The magnetic force was pulling him violently, and he was being subjected to a transmigration to another realm. Darkness fell, and suddenly the sky became lit with myriads of Bunsen burners, disclosing a forest of tall graduated cylinders and an underbrush of beakers and test tubes. Far away could be seen a pool of shining mercury. mllhis is the world of pure science, came the voice, and somehow Billy seemed to rec- ognize the voice of his professor, Mir. Methyl. First you are to take a swim in hiercurious Lake, after which you will meet the atom-at- large. 'c'l'here's something phoney about this, thought Billy. Can it be punishment for my murderous throught about the fish? lily body canit stand the terrifi-c pressure of mercuryf' And he shuddered to think of what an atom-at-largei' might do to him. However, he felt himself drawn forward by Professor lVIethyl, who was rushing along the winding paths through the test tubes toward lhl.CI'C1ll'l' ous Lake. A sudden chemical thought struck ter- ror to Billyis heart. 'cThe professor is posi- tive, I'm negative, and the mercury will con- duct us, but where ?', thought Billy. No sooner said than done, like the thun- derbolts of Jupiter they were hurled to the onoosite shore of this tremendous lake and brought face to face with the atom-at- largef'. But, strange to say, the 'catoni-at large was not at all what Billy expected, be- ing nothing else but a big four ring merry- go-round, in the center of which a pon- derous steam Calliope was playing jubilantly. Get aboardf, said the professor, and Billy' jumped on Epicurus, the nearest elec- tron, thinking it was just like the horse at Neptune Beach. He could see ahead of him the professor on an electron labeled Democri- i, -i-P-Q in 1 fx .7 A .. S,,,ss+ ' iii? f X i f qg ffg ,,,. f V- .f Q 29 , al l iqiy 717 l il . fapggfsigas p Elly, . .id-i'i 5 1 liii'i ' 'g f AN XX 6 ,A i wk 'Q X l ' -X T3 iw gg 9 Y 1. YAG 11 V Xxx lvl?nr i idx' iiiliitiii il NA y 2,0 il Sli iz fi? ri iff pil 2' ui' Ei. -- ml lv ! 1 mi

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IN MEDITATIUN HEN I stop to think Is looking in his How in this short life Bookg and how at the We're all going Or coming, I can't Help but wonder why The whole world don't Take time out and Try to get in Harmony. And when I think How in our school life, One and all, we worship The fellow who does Something great, and how We bask in his Reflected glory until Someone else comes Along and takes our Fickle fancy, leaving The hero of yesterday Out in the rain, And how in the guarded Class room we talk Of the other fellow Who copies to get Better marks, and all The while we are trying to See what the fellow In front has on his Paper, who in turn End of the year, If we don't get Through, we say the Instructor did us a Dirty trick, and warn All our friends to v Stay away from that Hell hole: Then I wonder- But after all I guess it can't Be helped, and although I get awfully tired of The grand old fight And would like to hang Up the gloves, I Manage to get a laugh Somehow from the Queer antics of my Fellow men. And after Awhile, when I am Too old for such thoughts Maybe, I will become Part of the Cataract Of humanity that makes up Everyday Life. CLYDE VAUGHN