Arcata High School - Advance Yearbook (Arcata, CA)

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61112 Iliiug fD'rlnrk Grain. Characters Henri d'Alange Lord Algernon! Cholmondeley Harr Ole Skarjkensen. A Y jim Smith U ' Bob Quincy Bill Adams ' Lord High Muck-a-muck Act First - 'Scene' I. Waiting room at small railway station. Ole walking back and forth reading paper. Ole.-By goll! Qreadsj City har- assed by robbers. fexcitedlyj Ay tank Ay bane fool to be here. When train leaves Ay get out of here quick, Ay betcha. C Enter Lord Chomondeleyj Chol.-'Pon my word, what a place. Cahn't find my baggage. Not a hotel! Nothing. Not even a tavern. fRaises monoclej Where the deuce is my trunk? Maybe that hauburn 'aired gentleman yonder can enlighten me. Q taps Ole on shoulder with canej Pah- don me, suh. Can. you tell me- fRaises his monoclej Ole.-What for you hit me, you fool mit glass eye? Who you tank Ay bane? A P . I V Chol.-My word, he rails like a madman.' Blawsted luck., I'll try him again., 'O ' ' ' ' A fA1oudj Allow me, sir. fhands him his card.j l ' Ole.-You bane come back again? What for I want this? freadsj C-h-o-l Chol m-o-n-d-e-l-e-y-- Cholmondeley. Chol.-fAsidej If' that isn't the wust. CAloudJ Might I ask your name, sir? Ole.-Ay bane Ole Skarjkensen. C Enters Baron d'Alange excitedly and rushes up to themj D'Alange.-Ze messieurs. Train? Train? I am ze Baron d'Alange. I take ze train for San Francisco. Sap- risti. A quellel heure part-il? Ole.-Ay tank he bane fool. D'Alange.-Parbleu! A I get mad. You do not say to me whenze train he comes. Ah! fseizes paperj Ze sche- dule! Creads headlinesj Robbers! Comment! ou done! Ah gentlemen, eet es necessaire- zat we take ourselves from zees' place. ' Ole.4Ay tank dat bane best way. Chol.-What the deuce! You talk such bally rot. ' D'Alange.-CWaving his handsj Ze gentlemen he--he-what American say ze blockhead. fAloudj Zt robbers in town! Ah, we must get ourselves on ze train, A A , Oleg-Ay tank we all go queeck! Chol.-eSuch'rot. Let's go have a ginger ale. D'Alange.-But ze train? Ze train? Chol.-It's only three and the first train 'leaves at five. Come on. KEXCUM-9 CSound of singing withoutj Wh:-1t's the matter with Kelley? He's all right ! ' in Enter jim Smith, Bob Quincy, Bill Adams. A M Bill.-CTO jimj What in the name of the jumping-gee-whiz 'is the mat- ter? lWe've no cause 'for joy. A Bob.-fgloomilyj Not a decent freshman' for the frat this year. Jim.--It's a bear, a scream! I've got it all in a nutshell. ' Bob.-Come to your senses, you pale-eyed, prehistoric mud-hen! What you got in a nutshell? 1 Twenty-nine

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ing-up time in Fairyiland before he could get him away. Little-Dear-One 'put his 'hands in the water 'add his dimpled face flushed with pleasure. Quick, Little-Dear- One, said the voice of 'Fairy-Heart, you must soon leave for it will be time for all visitors to bedway and your mama and papa will miss you. With tears in his eyes, the childturn- ed away,'and this was a very natural thing 'for a little world-baby to do. But his distress did not last very long for what'funny sight did he see but a field-mouse stop right in front of ihim, stand upon its haunches andblink its eyes at him, as if to say, Gracious! what are you doing here P He held some corn stubble between his fore- paws, which'he'had robbed from the fields 'for the fairies. Withhis little fists, Little-Dear-One hastily rubbed the tears from his glistening eyes, while he broke into alaugh, with still a bit of a hint of tears in it. This frightened the 'field-mouse and the hastily ran off. The 'workmen were ' hurrying' to get through with the day's work and 'soon he saw little men sawing down toad- stools, two engaged 'in felling one stool. Even the 'squirrels were 'carry- ing shells from the nuts 'whichthey had 'gatheredto be rrrade intobdats. Soon Fairy-Heart had 'led 'Little- Dear-One back to theplace whence they had started and introduced him to the 'Queen of the'fa.iries,'who was sitting on a couch of 'thistle-down in 'an apartment of rose 'leaves. Her little white wings reached clearto her dainty feetcovered 'with velvety white slippersiof 'lilyeof-the-valley. 'She smil- ed 'ilpon her visitor, arose and then dropped i gracefully down behind 'the rose-leaf eurtain. Oh, but now, it was pretty near over and the last sight was the prettiest of all. Suddenly all the flowers started nodding iback and 'forth and 'then the fairy-womenfleaning upon the arms of their gallant escorts, flew downitoithe carpet of moss which changed iiow into an immense bal14room. The ladies, robed in lilyQofQthe-valley, their 'slip- persmade of 'pansy velvet with buckles of dew drops, danced to and 'fro in their glee. A 'company of musicians were seated an a tulip 'blossom inthe center oftthehall, hdddingkheir heads rhythmicallyfasi they played the sweet- est music Littleiljear-One 'had ever heard. p '2Quick, your 'mother 'is gding to look 'for you in 'a'inonient, and' before he 'realizedkihdt 'Had 'happened the babe wasiback in theiairyfcoach and the bumblelbees 'hid started off lat 'a lively gallop. J p A strain sweeter than all itheerest fiddfed out toward 'him ghd 15: dn Fairy-land had vanished. Herubbed his eyes'l1ard with histwo little 'fists and thedlooked up to meet the tender liquid' blue of his' mother's'eyes,tias she bent above him. Heiicould notlhave realized that' that ' last' exquisite strain wasi the unspoken prayerfof bismuth- er's heait, 'although :his 'two 'thubby ' arms encireled' Tier'i1eeki with' the 'love of his wholeyourrg soul. KT 'Saw fm YQ' 1 l T wentywight

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jim.-The Sophmores. Bill.-What? jim.-They've captured those three freshmen and turned them loose on the campus disguised as foreigners. They plan to initiate them to-night. We'll capture them-not? Bob and Bill.-You bet. fForeigners enter togetherj Bill.--fSpying themj Holy Mack- eral! Bob.-Suffering bear-cats. jim.-Right into the mouth of the lion's den. Here's our game. fThree rush on foreignersj D'Alange. - Mon Dieu! Insult! Gentlemen. I am ze Baron D'Alange. Ole.-Was de dickens? You bane all fools. Chol.-'Pon my word. fQuick curfainp ' Scene II. A room darkened to represent a dungeon. Cholmondeley, Ole and d'Alange prisoners. Sound of sing- ing. Enter boys disguised following the Lord High Muck-a-Muck. All sing :-- 'For we'll mangle 'em and strangle 'em And from the castle dangle 'em Each throbbing moan and sobbing groan? Lord H. M.-Silence! There are strangers in my presence. jim.-fbowingj Our most worthy Muck-a-Muck. H. Muck.-Speak, guardian of the bloody sword. 0 Jim.-These villains have harrassed our peaceful villageg have shattered our peace of mind. Only from your hands can they receive the sentence of this most holy order. , D'Alange.-Cexcitedlyj I do no Thirty ' murder. I have ze wife, ze enfant. I take nothing. Ole.-He say right. We take not- tings. We bane honest fallers. H. Muck.-You hear their words. Is their guilt proved? Bob.-It is proved. H, Muck.-Lead the victims before me. CAddressingj Your guilt is prov- ed. You must suffer the penalty for your misdeeds. Oh, members of our bloody band, what is the punishment? Bill.-fStepping forwardj They shall be frapped in oil to a nice and tender brown. D'Alange.-Rebut de Phumanite! H. Muck.--Silence! Sentence must be executed as decreed. Bring the ropes which are hidden in yonder bel- fry tower. fThree boys leave the room.j H. Muck.-Prepare your soul for death for-fWaves his sceptre and all singj . A We'll throw them in the oil, We'll watch them stew and boil, We'll laugh with joy And their tortures enjoy, For they mean to us a feast most royal. CShout withoutj. H. Muck.--What means this distur- bance in our hallowed house? Enter three boys who have gone for ropes dragging three freshmen disguised as foreigners with them. H. Muck.-1 startledj The deuce! There's something wrong. What does this mean? Boy.-fexcitedlyj It means that those unhallowed idiots have captured the wrong- H. Muck.-Now we are up against it. fTurns to foreignersj I beg your pardon- CTrain whistles withoutj