Analy High School - Azalea Yearbook (Sebastopol, CA)

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in sight, and all of the firemen were in the parade, now in another part of town. ‘‘Everything will be burned up. Bill declared excitedly. I he firemen won ' t get here in time to save things. Tony nodded, then suddenly his face went white. “Look!” he cried. ‘‘Look up there! He pointed to a cupola on the building. “It ' s the American flag,” he cried, “and it ' s going to be burned.” “There’s plenty more where that came from,” said Walt indiffer¬ ently. Tony Picardi suddenly knew that he was going to do something brave and foolish. He flung back his head and his dark eyes flashed. “I ' m going in and get it,” he said. Before the boys had time to answer him he had gone through the gate and was entering the building. “I ' m going after him,” Walt said. The frown had gone from his face now. “It ' s my fault”— But a man heard him say this and help a restraining arm. For ages it seemed there was no sign of Tony. The smoke rolled from the upper windows. Still the engines did not come. Then suddenly the flag on top of the cupola quivered and began to descend. ‘‘Tony’s getting it down, Bill said, with a cry of gladness. The crowd watched breathlessly while Tony gathered in the flag. Then he disappeared. In a few moments the figure of Tony appeared at one side of the building. There was only a little smoke in that part of the schoolhouse. He leaned our of the window and cried, ‘‘Catch it.” Bill and Walt rushed out and caught the flag, then hurried back. Just then they saw Tony enveloped in smoke. He threw up his arms and pitched forward. Down the street came the fire engines. “Bill,” announced Walt, “the firemen will never get here in time to pull Tony out. I ' m going in after him.” And throwing aside the restraining hands he rushed up the steps, followed by Bill. just then a fire engine dashed up and firemen jumped out. 1 he crowd were explaining about the boys, when suddenly a cheer arose. The two boys were staggering out of the building carrying the un¬ conscious Tony. A few moments later the Italian boy opened his eyes and smiled weakly. “I—I—we got it, didn ' t we-” he asked. It was Walt who answered. “Yes, Tony,” he said, “we got it all right.” For a long time Tony lay regarding him silently. 24

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' ‘What do you know about patriotism ? Walt demanded. “You ' re only a girl. Just then they were interrupted. There was a sound of singing, and Tony Picardi came up the path. Tony was an Italian gardner’s sen and he and Bill went to school together. Tony’s face was wreathed in smiles when he say the young folks. “That was some parade we had! he said jubilantly. Did you see the fire engines? It was Walt who answered. “1 saw one fire engine, he announced importantly. Where I came from we have hundreds of them. ‘‘Do you mean you have a hundred fire engines? asked Tonv doubtfully. ‘‘Yes, I mean we have a hundred, said Walt, and when we have a parade they all fall in line. “My father has a cousin in New York, said Tony finally. “But we don’t see him very often. He is a loafer and doesn’t like to work.” “That doesn’t matter; he’s only a Wop anyway. the city boy answered, not noticing the look of pain that crossed the Italian ' s face. “But what ' s the difference. You ' re only a Wop yourself. Tony flushed crimson. Mary started to sav something, but Bill stopped her. “Tonv is as much of an American as any of us, he sHd. “Pie belongs to the Boy Scouts and works harder than anyone. After all isn’t that the way to show you are a good citizen?” “But he isn ' t an American, said Walt defiantly. “I am, I tell you, Tony spoke earnestly. ‘‘The American flag is my flag and I would die for it. Walt only smiled. A ou can say what you want to, he declared, but the American llag is not your flag, and you ' re not an American citizen.” Suddenly the quiet of the afternoon was shattered by a whistle. It s a fire, Bill announced excitedly. “Let ' s listen and we can tell where it is.” Bill turned his eyes to his companions. Forty-three,” he said. “That means the fire is in our district.” Suddenly they were aware of a thin column of smoke rising over the trees in front of the house. In an instant the boys were on their feet, running in the direction of the smoks. When they came in sight of the fire, Bill and Tony stopped in their tracks. “It ' s the school, Tonv announced breathlessly, “Our school. Already a crowd was collecting, but the fire engines were nowhere 23

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ier ' ‘I—I told you I would serve the flag,” Tony said quietly, “and I did it. And that means I’m an American, too, doesn ' t it?” die “Yes, Tony,” Walt answered. “It means that you ' re an American. You ' ve been an American right along—the best of all of ns. I was a cad to talk the way I did. I’m glad to know you, Tony.” The It Tan boy smiled and closed his smoke-rimmed eyes. “I—I thank you,” he said softly. dT For a moment no one spoke, and then Walt, glancing over at the ‘er- burning building, turned again to Tony. ‘‘And say, Tony,” he said bravely, “even in New York, we ing couldn ' t have done the job any better than you lid.” ecL the his lied gan the ony 2 in ied, ried his ime eps. The ose. un- lilecl