Bloomington High School - Aepix Yearbook (Bloomington, IL)

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THE AEGIS Wiien they entered the room the fire had died out and a damp chilliness filled the air. Little Bill smiled when he heard the door open. Oh, sis, you did bring me the oranges? I knew you Would. This was too much for the policeman. He took the fruit and gave one of the oranges to the boy. Come, my lad, I am going to take you with me. You can help fill little Jimmie 's place. Poor Jim, he 's in Heaven now and will be glad when he sees that I have taken another little fellow and his sister to make his dear mother happy. You 'll go child, won 't you? he asked Marie, as he patted her shoulder in a friendly manner. Not Waiting for her answer, he gathered the little frail body in his strong arms and carried Bill tenderly home with him. Marie hardly realized what had happened, but so warm was the Welcome in the home that opened to her, that all doubts fled, to make way for the happiness of the new life that had begun. A TALE OF TWO CITIES BY LOUIS EPs'1'E1N. It is a young gazabo, And he stoppeth one of three. By thy beadless eyes and shiny nose, Now wherefor stoppest thou me. The Y. M. 's doors are open wide, Andl must hurry ing The time i set, the crowd is met, May 'st hear the deafening din. He holds him with his grimy paw, There was a game, quoth he, Speak quickly for I am: in haste' ' And thus his tale 'gins he. Big was the crowd, and the mob was loudg And merrily began the play, The men were game, and to win great fame, They sought this very day. On this one date, the game was greatg And the score rose wondrous slow. At last 'twas tied, and it stuck beside, And it would no higher go. The crowd was there, and they did cheer But Fate was 'gainst our team. But play they could, and play they would, And they did raise much steam. 2 23

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THE AEGIS nearby struck the noon hour and the streets were thronged with people who were hurrying to their dinners. Finally Marie came to the corner where she must turn to go home. The last store was a fruit store and was pretty well crowded. O, what nice ones! Wouldn't little Bill be delighted if I could take him one like these, she said to herself when she spied the big oranges laid in artistic designs in the window. Why can 't I take one? They surely won't miss just one out of this box. I can just go out thru the crowd and no on will know any better. Poor little Bill will be so tickled, she thought, reaching out her little thin hand and quickly takingtwo big oranges under her shawl. I'll take two, for maybe I could help him eat a little, she said, although she had forgotten her own hunger until now. She slid cautiously out into the cold, turning off into the street towards home. Just then she felt a firm grasp on her shoulders and found a large, but friendly policeman at her side. I am sorry, miss, but you must come with me. The man in the store saw you take the fruit and sent me after you. Marie stepped back in surprise. III. Sir, I didn 't mean any wrong. I only took them for my little brother, who is very ill, she explained pleadingly. ' The officer saw by her straight forward look that the poor girl was telling the truth, and pity for her grew in his tender heart. I know you did not mean any Wrong, my child. Come with me. We 'll see What can be done. Later Marie was brought up in court. She told the judge if he doubted her word to call for Mrs. Sterling, her customer, to identify her. The lady was sent for, but did not come for nearly an hour. u Is this your sewing girl, madam 'V' the judge asked, pointing to Marie. Yes sir,' ' replied Mrs. Sterling. And what do you know concerning this incident? Nothing sir, I only called this morning for my sewing which she claimed she had not finished, she answered indifferently. O, sir, I pleaded with her to pay me for the sewing I had finished but she refused me. Poor little Bill begged so for some fruit, and the fuel was gone. I had to do something, the child sobbed. The young society lady, seeing her position, pulled out her purse and handed out a dollar. There's your pay and more too. Remember, my lady, there is to be no more work done for me, she called out as she stalked to the door. Poor Marie! This was her last straw. She sat there as one in a dream throughout the rest of the trial. ,The judge was closing his book when a friendly hand was laid on her shoulder. She turned her head and looked inquiringly into the smiling face of the burly policeman. O, mister, I left little Bill nearly three hours ago. I know he will be nearly frozen now. Won't you let me go and throw my shawl over him? she begged of the officer. Certainly, my child, you are free, he replied cheerily. And I 'll go with you if you don 't mind?' ' 22

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THE AEGIS The ball rose up upon our right- Up from the field he flew, Then down he came, but it was not the same, For Normal more points had two. Then we did fear the end was near, And We were not in trim For even then and still again, The ball would fail to rim. The faithful Hugh got the ball and threw The thing straight through the net. Thanks to his speed, he did the deed, And we hoped for victory yet. Though the Ump said 'twas fair, the Reff didn 't care And he gave us no points at all. Though the protests rained, he still maintained, That Fidd had dribbled the ball. That We did foul, was the Referee 's call, And Sam White was called to throw. Shouts rent the hall as the cursed ball, Into the basket did go. The crowd just roared, the game was hard, For they fought against dread Fate. The Refi' was here, and the Reff was there, And he eyed them with black hate. Defeat was nigh for our good High, Whitesell, Davison, Mann, And Captain Miller fought their best, As noblest players can. Epstein fought, and Miller shot, And so did all the rest, But through the hoop, the ball would not shoot, And there consent to rest. Napoleon met his Waterloo, Bloomington met hers, too. Both parties against Fate were tossed And thus it was that they both lost. Let their praises be the same, Honor to these men of fame, Glory to their noble name. For B. H. S. they played the game. 24