Cass Technical High School - Triangle Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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30 THE TRIANGLE last day came and Richmond brought in his masterpiece. Jones looked it over thoroughly for a long while. At last he looked up to Richmond. That's perfect, Trent, he said. Richmond looked gratified, but replied that he still was dubious. The morning for the special exam came and the campus was agog with excitement, for of course the news was known throughout the college. Richmond went in to take the exam and saw a student there whom he knew to be a close associate of Jones. He dropped into the seat beside him and whispered in his ear, 'Tm Rich- mond, captain of the basketball team. You know why I'm here. Help me out, and We'll win the game to-morrow night. Just then Professor Crawford called to Rich- mond. Come on up here, Richmond, he said. I've reserved this secluded front seat for you, so none of the others can bother you. Richmond was stunned. So Crawford was suspicious of him, eh? Well, He'd show Craw- ford. Old Deacon couldn't possibly catch him with his watch pony, and he'd pass the exam with colors flying. So he took the seat indi- cated by Crawford. Soon all the students were in and seated who were due. Then Crawford got up to the front of the room. Students, he said, slowly and distinct- ly, I wish you all to notice this large clock in the front of the room. It is perfectly visible to all of you and it's time is absolutely correct. I feel, therefore, that I can reasonably ask of you-in fact I will demand of you-that you refrain from looking at your watches during the course of the examination. We will now have the first question. He proceeded with the question, but Rich- mond saw with unseeing eyes, he heard with unheeding ears. His brain was in a tumult. Probably Jones had tipped Deacon off to the fact that he had a pony in his watch. Wfell, there was no use of his trying the examination and make a fool of himself over the whole school. He sat in his chair for awhile and then arose. Where are you going, Richmond? asked Professor Crawford. Pm going out, snapped Richmond, and he started for the door. Then l take it that you do not consider your- self big enough for this examination? asked Crawford. Richmond stood still, and uttered not a word, but deepened the black scowl upon his brow. I have always understood that you athletic men, went on Crawford, were not afraid, but this I see was an erroneous impression. Still Richmond did not answer. After a pause the professor went on. Then I will have to brand you upon my mind as a quitter, as yellow, as-- Stop! said Richmond. Don't call me yel- low! , ' I see no particular reason for not doing so, said Crawford calmly. In fact, I think moral cowardice is more of a sin than physical cowardice, and anyone afraid of a fair mathe- matics examination is to me as yellow as any- thing I could think of. I'm not yellow! I'll take your exam, and I'll bet you money, marbles or chalk that I pass it. Crawford answered quietly. Very well, he said. Richmond resumed his seat. He gazed at the nrst question for a long while. He left it and gazed at the next one, and on down the list he went. Then he started over again. Suddenly he stopped, and started writing. His hand fairly flew over the paper. About an hour later he looked up. The rest of the students were still writing. He looked over his paper, signed his name to it, put it on the professor's desk, and left the room. Outside he was soon surrounded by a swarm of fellows. He dismissed them all by saying he will announce the marks to-morrow in chapel. The next morning at chapel Crawford started announcing the marks. When he came to Trent Richmond he stopped, looked at the dean, and then looked at Richmond, who was staring at him with eyes and mouth open. Crawford cleared his throat and read: Trent Crawford-963' Pandemonium broke loose. Outside every- body started asking Richmond the same ques- tion, How did you do it? Huh, that's easy, he said. I copied so many of those ponies for Jones that I knew them by heart. But, he said, I wonder who tipped off the professor about my watch? And only Jones smiled, for he knew, and the whole scheme had ended exactly as he had planned, WILLIABI STIRTON, Eng. VIII. Latest or Last? Alice: It's quite a secret, but I was married last week to Dick Gay. Jane: Indeed! I should have thought you'd be the last person in the world to marry him! Alice: Well, I hope I am. -Ex.

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THE TRIANGLE 29 THE PONY Bob Clarke was talking. Bob Clarke usually was talking but this time he was in earnest and as he talked the group of students on the campus of Widmore University gradually be- came larger. Yeah, he was saying, 'Deacon' Crawford told the dean this morning. I heard him my- self. Old 'Deacon' comes up to Johnston and says, 'My dear Dean, I feel it incumbent upon me to notify you to-day that I have fully de- cided that Richmond has neglected his Math- ematics so much lately that I must declare him ineligible? What! said the Dean. You don't mean to say that Trent Richmond is ineligible? I do, said 'Deaconf Why, my dear Crawford, you of course realize that Richmond is the captain and main- stay of our basketball team and that we will have a very diflicult time to defeat Humber College even with him in the lineup in the game we play immediately after the holidays? I do, said Deacon, but I cannot bring my- self to the thought of allowing his poor work to continue and I consider this the best way of bringing him to time. Of course, if you wish me to let the matter slide, I am, of course, bound to do so. Oh, no, Crawford, if you have fully decided that he is ineligible, I will notify him. That's all I heard, 'cause I thought it was time to beat it before they caine out. But what in the dickens can we do without Richmond? asked Clarke. No one could answer this question till at last Bill Richards spoke up. I wonder if we could get Crawford to let Richmond to take the special exam in Math that Crawford is giving immediately after the holidays and if Richmond passes this to let him play against Humber. A Only two objections to that, said Clarke. First, it will be a hard job to get Crawford to let Richmond take the special exam, and next is that Richmond couldn't give the proof to more than one proposition in Euclid if someone gave him a farm. Still, I guess, that's the best scheme, and seeing as Richmond is going to stay here during the holidays to practice with the team, I'll get Richmond to take the special exam and get that math. shark in Cooke's Hall to help him if you, Richards, will see Crawford and get his consent to Richmond taking the exam. You're on, said Richards, and they both departed immediately on their separate errands. When Richards accosted Professor Crawford he was surprised to lind that worthy in a very agreeable frame of mind, and after short con- sideration he agreed to let Richmond take the exam. But Clarke met with more opposition. He finally got Reynold Jones the shark in Cooke's Hall, to agree to coach Richmond, but Rich- mond was heartily opposed to the proposition. At last Richmond delivered his ultimatum, I'll take the exam, he said, provided I can have a pony. Clarke had to accept this as final and saw Jones and told him of Richmond's statement. Jones was at tirst heartily opposed to the pony idea. Finally a light seemed to dawn upon him, for he exclaimed to Clarke, Tell Rich- mond I'll coach him and I'll also put a list down of subjects from which he can make his pony. Clarke rushed out of the hall and told Rich- mond, who was very surly but nevertheless stuck by his bargain and decided to see Jones every morning during the holidays and prac- tice basketball in the afternoon. On the Iirst day of vacation Richmond visited Jones' room and started studying. Soon he looked up to Jones and said, Say, old man, what about the pony? Jones answered immediately. Here's a list Ufthings to put in your pony. Make it out to- night, and let me see it to-morrow morning. The next morning Richmond showed up bright and early. l-lere's the pony, he said as he took out his watch. She's right here in the back of my watch. When the exam is on I'll take my watch out pretend to look at the time and really be looking at the pony. Pretty classy, eh, Jones? Let me see it, said Jones. Richmond handed the watch over. Jones looked at it carelessly for a while and then said, That's crude work, Richmond. I'll tear this one out and you can bring me another in your watch to-morrow. Richmond grumbled a little but the next day he came with another pony. Jones looked at it critically. That's good work, Richmond, he said, but it will never be any value to you when written in soft lead as you have it here, for it will smear. I'll take this one out and you can bring another to- morrow. Day in and day out through the two weeks vacation Jones made some sort of an excuse for tearing up Richmond's pony. Finally the

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THE TRIANGLE 31 COGITATED REVELATIONS With Apologies to K. C. B. About four years ago I read About a wise man Who said That it You don't advance You go backward. And now I have Stopped To think About This fact. Cass Tech Has not Advanced socially Ever since I've been here, And I thought That it would Be a mighty Good thing For Cass Tech If she would Advance Somewhat More rapidly Socially, Instead of tloundering Around in the same sea And not advancing. You can do this. It is your school That is slipping. You form the school. So you, PERSONALLY, Are slipping Into An lmmeasurable And disastrous Rut. YOU Can only get out By pushing! So push Your social Life Even though You are Not Accustomed To pushing, For a bigger, Much better. Social, Cass Tech MODERN HEROISM lt was on a bright, sunny day the Ger- mans, comfortably entrenched in their retreat- ed position on a hilltop, were expecting each day to be attacked by the Allied forces and were therefore uneasy. If you engaged on a spying -expedition on the German positions on that particular day, you would have seen the following: On the northwest corner was a. large tree, the only sign of vegetation on the hill. Di- rectly under the tree st-ood, or rather leaned, a German sentinel, with the bayonet of his gun stuck into the ground to give him a. better support. About twenty feet east stood a table with papers scattered about the top, and a fat German officer sitting at it, his head in his arms, soundly sleeping. No other signs of life could be seen. Presently three German ofllcers, as you could plainly see by the great number of Iron Crosses pinned on their coats, came up from the con- cealed exit of a dugout. They first scanned the scene below, then turned their gaze about them and saw the ofhcer at the table. They imme- diately awoke him, and with the usual bottle of wine for stimulation, began to inspect the maps on the tab-le, at the same time starting a conversation. If you had understood the German language, you would have heard how they were going to drive the Allied forces clear back to Paris the very next day. It would have greatly amused you, and you would have forgotten your posi- tion and laughed aloud. Presently the fat officer with the most Iron Crosses pinned on him stood on his feet and gave a summary of their plans for their great drive iretreatl. As the meeting was about to adjourn a tall, lean German spy, who had as- sumed the name of Lord Victor G. Hawkins for his work, and who wore an Allied uniform, came rushing up to the group of otflcers. His coat was unbuttoned, and he had lost his hat in his great haste. The moment the spy recovered his breath. he told the officers about the great drive the Allied forces were making. On hearing the news that the Allies were al- most upon them, each oflicer gave one leap. reached for his bottle of wine and ran down the side of the hill as fast as his legs could carry him. In fact they ran so fast that the slim spy could not keep up with them. This shows the great work the Allies were doing by teaching these fat oflicers to run. Pinto I. Honzuauas, Contributing Editor. J. Psrnosxr.