Attica High School - Crimson Yearbook (Attica, IN)

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THE CRIIWSON me somethin' ort to be done. Well, said Jimies mother, l quite agree with you and it James is to blame he shall be punished severely. Blamel l guess he is ter blame, I wuz jist walkin'-l--ln. Fattyis words were choked by a jerk lrom his mother. Shut yer mouth, whos doin' this? his mother snorted. My, heis a purty lookin' peach, snickered Jimie. dest hear that, yelled Fattyis loving mother, ain't that insultinif' James, reproved his mother, did you do that? Yes'm, I guess I did a purty good job. What tor? Cause he looked at the pictures on our bill board. James, for this you will have to stay home irom the circus, not leave the yard and whitewash the fence. At this Jimie wilted. But Fatty's mother being a sympathizer oi capital punishment could not see any justice in this. Nevertheless she had to be contented and her mis- sion being performed leit, still holding Fatty by the arm. Jimie was not expecting this punishment, he pleaded with his mother but to no avail. Jimie went out in the yard, mixed up some whitewash and started at his job with a vengeance and nearly had it finished by supper time. The circus came in the next morning but he could not see them unload nor could he go to the iield to watch them put up the great tents. He finished his work by noon. and from the gate saw the parade a block away, heard the bands and saw the crowds, that was all. ln the afternoon the crowd began to gather on their way to the circus. Several ot the West Enders went by and spoke to him. aside from that no one seemed to notice his torlorn countenance. Far down the road a bulky iigure was approaching. James recognized it. It was Fatty. At this sight James' iigure stiffened---what a chance. Fatty would pay a penalty more than missing the show: the picture ol Fatty with dust covered clothes and a bloody pug nose and looking like a summer ol a Kan- L 4

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THE CRIMSON the Riley barn doing various circus stunts. The boys were riding Old Bill , the tamily horse, at a gallop standing up, while others were skinning the cat on a trapeze. They had been doing this tor some time when Jacky Clark came running up breathless and yelled, Oh tellers, Fatty and the East Enders are-down in tront ol Fatty's storef-an' l passed them an'--an' Fatty hol- lered tu' me-an'-he said that I wuz atraid tu come an'-look at their bill board. An' then l said that l guessed l wasn't and that he wuz atraid to look at our'en-an' he sez he wuz'ent an' he an' the gangs comin' over- right now too. The performance had long since stopped. The tellers were all excitement, they put the horse in the barn double quick and ran around to the tront yard and hid back ot the white washed fence to wait tor the east enders appearence. Suddenly they came into sight, the west enders made a rush from the yard but it ended before it had gone lar. Some seemed alraid, but Jimie was anxious for the tray and he started out to tight the East End- ers by himsell. At this the other tellers , the East Enders, became alarmed and started to make a rapid retreat. This encouraged the West Enders and away they tore alter the others. Poor Fatty was too plump to run last and Jimie caught him in a few jumps and a tight began. During the progress ol the scrap Fatty, the corpu- lent, was considerably beaten up-a bloody nose, a black eye, besides being minus a tooth and his clothes being torn. Soon he was given a chance to run and he certainly availed himselt ot the opportunity, and went howling down the middle ot the road with his big, red uhanky over his nose. The West Enders then retired to the barn to discuss the battle. ln glowing words they were describing the way Jimieis list lit on Fatty's nose when Jimie, the hero, heard his mothers voice and something in the sound warned him ot impend- ing danger, On entering the house he beheld Fatty's mother holding the blubbering Fatty at her arm's length and talking like a phonograph. dest loolcyf' she said, hes a purty sight, lmus' say. ltis a pity that my little boy canit be seen on the street without gettin' a beaten. It seems to rw I l t t l 1 1 .

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TI-IE CRI MSON sas cyclone flashed through his mind. Luckily his mother saw the familiar figure coming. She called Jimie to the house and awaited developments, Surely Fatty had no object in coming to pay them another visit. The two, mother and son, watched him come slantwise up the wall: with a humble look on his moon shaped Visage, he neared the door and with no salutation meekly began, but not till he had shot a scared look at his erstwhile con- queror, Mrs. Riley---can---can Jimie go to the show? This was a good start and feeling more comfortable as Jimie showed no signs oi hostility- lt wuz---all my fault---I done it. He showed signs oi weakening and Jimieis mother came to the rescue. There, there, lthinli you have both payed the penalty ol your luss, but before going you must promise never to do it again. Now, James, change your clothes and go to the circus with Fatty. The words were hardly spoken when, with a yell, he was in the house claw- ing the air on his way up-stairs. In a few minutes he reappeared, dressed in his best, new suspenders, a shirt armor like with starch, his coat over his arm and a great smile adorning his ireckled lace. Alter bestowing a bear like hug on his mother he called Fatty from his trance on the step and down the road they went, Jimie whistling Where, Oh where has my little dog goneiin, with Fatty reluctantly following unable to keep up with Jimie, while from the lront gate, apron over her arm, Jimie's mother watched them dis- appear down the road with a smile lingering about her mouth. L. A. T.