Alice Deal Middle School - Square Deal Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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16 ALICE DEAL JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL SQUARE DEAL Pcxddlin' Up a Dry Crick Sure an' can ya believe it boys, that I, Sergeant Mike O'Hara, be leadin' ya to capture a second Dil- linger?', Why, we'll be famous, have our names in the paper. But ya all know what to do? dubiously ques- tioned Sergeant O'I-Iara. Sure an' that we do, Mike, came a chorus of voices, suppressing mingled fear and excitement. Eleven-fifty o'clock found them in a middle-class neighborhood. Pausing before a large four-story struc- ture, they finally made their way to the door and gained entrance by a small device, a skeleton key. The striking of midnight broke the prevailing silence, and Mike O'Hara, beckoning to his men, silently ascended to the second floor. A tense moment it was when the party reached their destination. Excited whispers running up and down the line and Sergeant O'Hara's questions were greeted merely by nods of assent. Arriving before a large door, Mike gently rapped three times. It was answered by a very young man in a dressing robe, who found himself pushed rudely into his quarters. But, but, gentlemen, he began only to be interrupted. Tickle the clouds, brother. We got'cha now and you're comin, to the station with us. Thus midst the confusion of fellow boarders, who were casting grateful glances toward the sergeant, he, the criminal, Was ushered out by two armed guards, all protests in vain. At one oiclock an exhausted chief of police was listening to the last Words of Mike's tale describing the daring capture of the state's most dangerous desperado, with hundreds of dangerous weapons in his possession, with an equally surprising number of notches on them. An uncertain eye was turned upon the young man. And what do you have to say for yourself, young fellow?,' questioned the chief. XVhy, truly sir, I'm in a daze. These gentlemen rushed in upon me and took me totally unawares, with- out any explanation for their actions. The guns, well, I'm just an amateur gun collector and as for the notches, well, they're iust a pastime. There is a certain old man, now robust and old, who lives at MacFadden's Flats, who still claims that he was given the wrong address and that it was the chief's idea, anyway. june Cobb, 9B2. A Good Act Qmz anecdote retold J David Belasco was a great playwright and actor at all times. His company of actors were once rehearsing a play and they were not doing as well as he had hoped they would. As he had a very quick temper, he quickly drew out his watch, threw it on the floor, and stamped on it until it was shattered into a thousand pieces. The actors exchanged frightened glances. Then he stepped back, viewed the ruin, muttered, Good Lord-my mother's-my dear dead--mother's last gift to me. Children, I'm an old and tired man. Please Work harder. The actors realized they had not been doing very well. From then on they worked amazingly Well. Belasco turned to me and said, That was a good act I staged. Please remind me to buy another dollar watch tomorrow. Agnes Proffitt, 8B1. The Mysterious Burglar It was one o'clock and We heard someone coming up the stairs. Thump, thump, thump, went the noise. Betty and I ran into our mother's room. She said she had heard the sound, too. We Woke Dad and Larry, my brother, and went out into the hall. Mother had a broom so when the noise came closer, mother hit some- thing hard but said, I must have missed him, but I think I hit his foot, cause I heard him squeak-sort of. Dad suggested turning on the lights. Then I burst out laughing. Mother had killed a mouse that was trying to bring a potato upstairs. jean Terrett, 7A2.

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SQUARE DEAL ALICE DEAL JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL 15 Mysterious Island My father and I were once on a Hshing trip in north- western Maine at a large lake about twenty miles long. It has a great many islands. While on our ishing trip we stopped on one of them to eat lunch. As the guide was cooking lunch, my father and I decided to explore. At one time an old man had lived on the island. We found an old car with brass trimmings. There were seven laboratories, three houses, two boat sheds, an ice house, two underground passage ways, and an old sea wall. Every winter the old man would drive across the lake for supplies for winter and summer. The tunnels led from his houses to the laboratories which he used for experiments. He had one house in which he lived in winter, one in which he lived in summer, and another in which he kept his instruments. Lying around were broken bottles and flasks. One day, while coming across the ice he hit a thin spot, and, lucky for him, a sand bar, for otherwise he would have lost his car and drowned. He lived alone on the island and finally died in happiness because some kin had left him some money. We then came back to where the guide had just finished cooking the lunch which consisted of French- fried potatoes, steak, and cocoa. On our way home the man we were with caught a land lock salmon, and I caught two red speckled trout which we had the next day. Bill Hollenbeck, SA3. Mosquitoes The mosquito is a pesk-y thing- He goes around as though he's king, Buzzing here and buzzing there Until he makes us mildly swear. First we clap And then we slap But all we do Is not a clue On how to catch mosquitoes. Robert Hendon, 8A6. Indians Some of my Irish-Scotch ancestors settled in Penn- sylvania while it was wild Indian country. During that time they lived in a state of constant preparedness. One day while the men were away from the house clearing a piece of land for a farm, my great, great, great grandmother heard a sound like that made by a turkey gobbler. She ran quickly to the rack of muskets over the large open Hreplace and cautiously peered out the open window, musket in hand. In a few moments the Indian who was making the sound appeared at one side of the house. She shot him through the neck and quickly reloaded the gun. The men, hearing the shot, hurried home from the field. ,When the Indians found themselves discovered, they retreated and did not return. james S-utzfon Hardigg, 9A4. - Understanding the Poor Mr. Lincoln came from a very poor family so he could easily understand the poor. One day he was visiting a little country school. Most of the children were well off, but there was one little boy whose mother was so poor that she had to work as a scrub woman. One day the school teacher told the children to be sure to black their boots because they were going to have a very distinguished visitor. John, the little boy, could not afford to buy the polish to shine his boots. He had to use soot from the stove in his home. XVhen he went to school the next day, all the little boys ridiculed him to the point where he started crying, but tried to hide his tears. Mr. Lincoln, the distinguished visitor, noticed the little boy's predicament but did not say anything. After he went away, Mr. Lincoln was not heard of for a long time, but the next time John saw him, Mr. Lincoln asked him if he would like to go shopping with him. Of course John was very glad to go, so he and Mr. Lincoln went shopping. The next time ,Iohn went to school he was the best dressed boy there because of the kindness of Abraham Lincoln. Mable Robinson, 9A1.

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SQUARE DEAL ALICE DEAL JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL 17 A Mexican Donkey Boy One hot summer day a Mexican boy was to be seen slowly jogging along on the bare back of a gray and white donkey. His face was bright red with the heat, and his broad sombrero wasipushed far back on his head. He had dropped the reins and was so slumped on the back of the donkey that, at a first glance, anybody would have thought him asleep. Finally, Pedro raised his head and gazed sleepily in front of him. He saw a clump of trees, and slowly pick-ing up his reins, he clucked to his donkey. The animal, whose name was Tortilla, started into a trot and they soon reached the shade. Pedro dismounted and took, his lunch out of his hat. He promptly gobbled his tamales. He was so tired from having slept all day, he slept again. When at last he reached his hut, he promptly slept again. Susan Lazo, 7B1. An Unexpected Visitor One summer while up at Mt. Rainier National Park, I was lying on my cot thinking of the numerous bears that prowl in that vicinity at night. The head of my cot was at the back of the tent so I had a fairly good view of the opening. My mother and father were sleeping on the ground with their heads at the front of the tent. When I had thoroughly frightened myself at the thought of a bear entering the tent, I heard a slight rustle of some twigs. A moment passed and I saw four huge brown paws under the flap. Another moment passed and I saw the large brown head of a bear in the flap of the tent. If my mother had awakened just then, she would have been unable to see beyond a paw which was poised directly above her head. just as I screamed, my father awoke to see a mother bear and two cubs running as fast as possible from the camp. jean McKinley, 8B3 . Phone Dlstrict 7863 CARLETON VAUGHAN. D.D.S. Metropolitan Theatre Building, 932-34 F Street, N. W. Washington, D. C. MILLERS BARBER SHOP ARCADE BUILDING CHILDRENAS HAIR CUT Saturdays, SOC Week Days, 35c LEARN TO SWIM DUDLEY GORDON Swimming Instructor Shoreham Hotel ADams 0700 Compli1nc11ts of A Friend Telephone NOrth 7148 H. B. HALLEY - I. S. EVERETT Dlstrict 3190 BROOKE AND HARRY. INC. FLORISTS PREMIER GROCERY AND MARKET Floral Designs - Corsages and Decoration Wholesale - Retail ' 1745 North Capitol St. Washington, D. C. 719 Twentieth St., N. W. Washington, D. C.