Arthur Hill High School - Legenda Yearbook (Saginaw, MI)

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had time to regain his senses, he felt smothered and choked by some ill-smelling stuff on a handkerchief, held over his nose. In a few seconds he was lost to the world, for about eight hours. After Audrie had safely secured the papers and had dragged Himmelspack into the bushes out of sight, she ran back to the chateau. Taking off her brother’s clothes, she put them back where she had found them, and burned the handkerchief in the grate. Then taking a small leather bag, she hastily sewed the papers on the inside of the lining, and then she filled the bag with some clothes, took some money, put on her travelling clothes, and rang for the chauffeur. She told the chauffeur to get the car ready, to take her to H There she would catch the train. The minute the car was ready, she jumped in, and was soon speeding down the highway towards H After being searched at H , she bought a ticket for Rowen. It was seven hours before they reached the last stop, before reaching town, which was the last stop, before cross- ing the border. Five minutes after arriving at the town, Audrie was horrified to learn, from a young American, sitting in front of her, that the train had been ordered to be held there, and for the people to be strictly watched, until the officials gave them orders to go on. It had been rumored that some very valuable German papers had been stolen, and that the government had. been all upset, at having lost them. Audrie turned deathly white. The young man, who said his name was William E, Carmen, jumped up and went off, but in a few minutes he returned, with a glass of water. The color rose quickly to Audrie’s cheeks as she prettily thanked the American. Mr. Carmen was immediately interested in her. After he had gained Audrie’s confidence, she told him in English in low whispers, what had made her so faint a moment before. After she had told him her story, he assured her that she had done right, that she was a bully girl, and that he would help her get out of the country. He told her they had only six and one-half miles before they would get to the border, “Mademoiselle,” said he, “if you think you can walk those six and one-half miles tonight, I will try and get you over the border, where you will be perfectly safe,’ and as he talked he became infatuated with her beauty. “Anything, Mr. Carmen,’ she an- swered in quaint English, “to get over the border.” That night about two-thirty, a young man and a girl were run- nig towards the border line. Just as they ‘were within a short distance from the border dividing line they heard a gruff voice call, “Halt! who goes there?” With exclamations of surprise, Audrie and Billy Carmen found that they had stumbled into a German out-post. Billy told Audrie to go up and speak to the sentry, and he would sneak around behind him and finish him up. Audrie flashed Billy a glorious smile and with a confident toss of her head answered, “A friend,” to the sentry’s query, in German. She walked up to him and started talking. All at once out of the darkness, she saw a black figure, crawling towards them. Flirting a little with the sentry, she made him forget his surroundings, until too late, he reeled to the ground, knocked senseless, with a blow on the head. Then Audrie and Billy ran on and on, hearing

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come to see her, she must invite him into the salon, and to entertain him there; and then she, Audrie, would watch him in secret, for surely thought she, he must know or have something about him, that would be valuable for the French government. So it came to pass that after Marie’s invitation, Himmelspack became more interested in Marie than ever, even so much as telling her little war secrets, that Audrie, always near, listened to eagerly. One night he came in a more careless mood than ever, and was so infatuated with Marie’s little flirtations, that he burst out, without thinking of the danger, never dreaming that Audrie was listening behind the draperies, “Mademoiselle, | love you, very much. [| have secret papers in my pocket, to take immediately tonight, to the General at Berlin. I'll be gone four days, and I assure you, darling, they will be long ones to me. I will come back soon to you, little Mademoiselle, so wait for me.” This was the best piece of news that Audrie could have heard, just now. But what was that, that he was speaking of now? ‘They are very, very valuable to the German government and if they ever got into the hands of the French, it would be au revoir to most of the best German war plans.” So Himmelspack had secret papers that would be very valuable to France. It was her duty to get them—but how ? Quickly she went to her bed-room and began laying out a plan. He always stayed until ten-thirty. It was five minutes after ten now. “T have just twenty-five minutes to get those papers in,’ she sighed, “what shall I do?” A clever idea came into her head at that instant. Drug him! that’s what she could do. But first she must disguise herself. Quickly she ran to her brother’s room and taking a suit of clothes, she put them on over her own clothes. Pulling his hat down tight over her head, she went back to her room and got a small bottle of chloroform out of the medicine closet. Then putting a large handkerchief and a small pistol into her pocket, she climbed out of her bedroom window and on the trellis to the garden below. It was pitch dark out. The servants had done their work and retired, so there was but little light in the chateau. Audrie ran down the long avenue, lined with trees, until she got to the high entrance gate. She then concealed herself in the bushes, beside the gate, and waited. She was positive that he would come out this gate, for his horse, which would carry him to T———, a small railway center, was tied outside. It seemed to Audrie that she had waited hours, before she heard a sound, and then quickly grasping her pistol, she waited. Sure enough. He was coming, for she could tell his military step. Just as Himmelspack got to the gate, he was surprised and very angry to find a man standing directly in front of him, with a pistol pointing towards his heart, and hearing a gruff voice telling him, to throw up his arms. He was reluctant to do so, but he knew that voice meant business, so, disgusted with himself he put up his arms. And then with an exclamation of horror, he saw the man take the sealed orders. He saw the man put those very papers in his own coat pocket, those papers which meant so much for his country. In making an effort to regain the papers, he was shot at and in his fright fell over, thinking he was hurt. Then before he

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in the distance the shouting of the men, who were searching for them. They reached the border and crossed it with a sigh of relief. They were victorious. ‘On reaching a French out-post, they told their story and were conducted safely to headquarters, where they delivered in person, the papers to the French General. ‘Two days later Audrie received the French Legion of Honor to women, the highest award that could have been given to her except one. What other award could she be given? Why, to be Mrs. William E. Carmen, of course. Dorothy Spaulding 19 For the Zoo. The sergeant was taking names. “Your name,” he snapped to the first. “Hox? “Next!” “Bhaer.” He shifted and glanced at the third. “Wolfe,” said the recruit. “Campbell,” said the fourth and when the last answered “Lyon” he threw down his pen and roared to a private, ‘“Go order some cages built.” Funny: “Yes, right after the clams we had snail soup.” Man: “We never eat snails in Bay City.” Funny: “There’s nobody in Bay City could c atch a snail.” Man: Exit. And Two E’s and an R H. C. L. (complaining to Harvey D. at his store): “That pep- per you sold me is no good.” H. D: “I don’t see how that can be, Herman, it’s the best in the cityer H.C. L: “Just the same it is half P’s. Bubble, Glub. A teller o’ tales was Stanley, Twas bad for the school you bet, To teach him to be more manly His friends got him slightly wet. John Britton to a lunch car hied, For to buy some good bologna. A Dachshund at the door he spied, And now he aint a gonna. Coach: “How lucky we met.” Ralya: “Name an oxide.” Strimbeck: “Leather.” Ralya: “What? Leather an oxide?” G.S: “Oxide of beef.”