Astoria High School - Zephyrus Yearbook (Astoria, OR)

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9 THE 2EPHYRUS at that moment the train started and she was whirled away from her friends. It was the evening of the twenty- second, and Dorothy had hoped to be at home on the evening of the twenty- fourth— Christmas Eve. The next morning, she found to her dismay, that she was the only girl on the train. However as all the men were respect¬ able looking, she put her dismay in her pocket and a large piece of fudge in her mouth, and settled herself com¬ fortably to read. All of that day passed without any unusual occurrence, but shortly after midnight, Dorothy was awakened by the cry — “Snow, drift on the track.” She hastily scrambled from her berth and ran to the rear platform and looked out. Nothing could be seen save the pure white snow, piled in great heaps along the track, and men with lanterns peering under the cars. As there was nothing more to be seen, Dorothy was about to return to her car, when a brakeman appeared, carry¬ ing a lantern, and of him she inquired the cause of the disturbance. She was informed that “the engine had run in¬ to a blamed old snow-drift and could not be fetched out,” — whereat she re¬ returned to her car none the wiser. There was no sleep for anyone the rest of the night, and as nothing could be done to get the engine out of the predicament until daylight, everyone returned to his car. As soon as the sun rose the men went to the next station to telegraph for help, but discovered to their dis¬ may that the lines were down. There was nothing to be done but to wait until help came, and as there was no dining car on the train, this was no easy thing to do. However, the con- Said inquisitive Jonathan Force, To the singer, Professor Keith: “To have a fine falsetto voice, Must you have a false set of teeth?” ductor found a b'b .pf, coffee, and a barrel of nuts in the baggage car, and they breakfasted on these. As no relief train came that day, their luncheon and diner was neces- arily the same, and everyone went to bed wondering if he must always live on a local, and feast on coffee and nuts. When the Christmas sun arose he looked down upon a rather sorry sight. Among those several dozen men, only one girl with a very blue nose and chattering teeth appeared. She was wrapped in numerous over¬ coats and blankets. Some of the men, of course, grumbled at having to spend Christmas on a snowbound loc¬ al, while others sighed to think of the turkey they themselves had helped to fatten. After a breakfast of coffee and nuts, and a contemplated Christmas dinner of the same, Dorothy suddenly bethought herseelf of the fruit cake. “Why not cut that and give it to the men for Christmas dinner?” thought she. So she caled one of the men and asked him to open the larg box on the seat beside her. He did as she desir¬ ed, and brought to view a most beau¬ tiful fruit cake, large enough to sup¬ ply the needs of all. Soon after the last crumb had van¬ ished between the gleaming teeth of the negro porter, help came and they were towed in triumph to their des¬ tination. That night as Dorothy was dressing to go to a Christmas party, a bunch of Christmas violets, almost as large as the Christmas cake, were sent up. After that for several days, flowers and boxes of candy found their way to her home; and it was many days ere Dorothy was allowed to forget “when the fruit-cake came in handy.” “Little grains of powder, Little daubs of paint Make a girl’s complexion Look like what it ain’t.”

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8 THE ZEPHYRUS Grandfather, who was dying, sent for my father to come over to England to him. Mamma was very delicate, so he went alone. Soon afterwards Grandpa died, and Papa started for home; but the ship on which he sailed was wreck¬ ed, and poor Papa was drowned. We used to live in New York; but after that Mamma moved out here, and she and Aunt Mary took in sewing, but Mamma has been sick for a long time now.” , Taking Gladys in his arms, the man said: “Do you know little one, I am your father and have been searching for you and your mother for over four years.” When Aunt Mary heard the story she was so surprised that she could hardly speak but he was the same George who had left them five years before and when he said, “God bless you Mary, for staying with Nell all the time,” she hurried away saying: “I had better tell Nell at once, but it is a hard task for it will harm her to be excited.” When A unt Mary entered the room where Nell was, she was at once ask¬ ed whom she had been talking to. “Now don’t get excited, Nell, it was only one of the neighbors, who called to ask how you were,” she replied. “Oh the voice sounded to me so much like George’s,” and the flush which had died her cheek gave place to its usual pallor. “I wonder if I shall ever see him again.” Then gazing longingly out of the window, she said: “Do you know Mary it doesn’t seem to me that he can be dead.” “And when we landed I searched could wait no longer. Then he told them how he had been saved, and how his name had been left out of the list of the saved by mistake, “And when we landed I searcheed for you, my Nell, for you and for our baby. No one knew where you were, and while you lived here in poverty, I lived in luxury, for father left us his entire fortune; but we are united at last, through our little Gladys, our “Little Heroine.” BIRDIE WISE. When the Fruit Cake In Handy, By Gayle Roberts. “Good-bye.” Write soon.” “Be back at Easter.” “Don’t forget to give my love to Grace.” These were a few of the remarks that Dorothy heard as she got on the train bound for home from college. She settled herself and her many be¬ longings comfortably in the two large seats, and waited for the three min¬ utes of grace to pass when she should be whirled away from her friends. Two minutes of grace had expired, when every one was startled by the cry, “O, do wait, Dot, you must have this,” which cry seemed to come from the other side of the station. Every one turned and beheld Betty — dear, kind-hearted, though behind- time Betty — running at the top of her speed, hair flying, no hat, and bearing in her up-stretched hands, what ap¬ peared to ge a large band-box. Dorothy hastily opened the window, and Betty thrust into her hand this same band-box, the bottom of which seemed rather warm. “It is the fruit cake mother made for you,” explained Betty breathlessly. It is rather warm yet for it just came from the oven.” Dorothy carefully deposited the cake on the seat beside her, and just

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THE ZEPHYRUS Published, Monthly by the Students of the Astoria High School. Terms, 10 Cents a Copy. For Sale at High School and Hoefler’s Candy Store. THE ZEPHYRUS STAFF. Editor-in-Chief . Associate Editor . Business Manager . Mary Adair, ’07 Mary Settem, ’06 Harvey Allen, ’07 Miary Clark, ’07 Assistant Editors — Literature. Frank Parker, ’06 Department Editors. School notes . Esther Gerhart, ’07 Alumni . Otto Utzinger, ’06 Athletics . Yvon Guilliume,, ’07 Exchange . Kate Wood, ’06 Freshmen Soph more Junior . . Senior . . Personal Flings. ( Willie Utzinger, ’03 . Gayle Roberts, ’09 . Myrtle Shabour, ’08 . Mary Gregory, ’07 . Grace Magladry , ’06 Address all communications to the Editor or Business Manager, The Zephyrus, Astoria, High School, Astoria, Oregon. Christmas Holidays. A few more days of school and then — the holidays! After three long months of hard study, these holidays are very welcome to us as a time in which to rest from study and especial¬ ly to have a good time. A few of us, during the past months, have taken every opportunity possible to neglect our studies (often to our sorrow when we receive our reports), but the ma¬ jority have worked hard and faithful¬ ly. To the latter the holidays are a well-deserved reward for their perse¬ verance, and they will therefore en¬ joy them all the more; while to the former — those who have been sliding along by one way or another, and to whom every day is almost a holiday, (from ‘the amount of studying they do) — the holidays will not be such a contrast to their school days. Everyone remembers that New Year’s Day is the time at which to make good resolutions, but how many of us remember that the three hun¬ dred and sixty-five days following it is the time to carry out these resolu¬ tions? Do not forget to resolve to give the Zephyrus your heartiest support in every way during the coming yeear. To its many friends and patrons the Zephyrus wishes a Merry Christ¬ mas and a Happy New Year!