Cecil Township High School - Codicil Yearbook (McDonald, PA)

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THE RESCUE A twenty story sky scraper was being erected in the city. The masons were now working on the chimney. It had been several days since they had started to construct the chimney and the last day proved to be very windy. making the workmen who were on the high places feel rather uneasy. Some of them had noticed 'Lhat one side of the scafold had been a little weak, and this day it proved itself to be even more so, noth- ing was said however about the thing. It had now come quixting time and the workmen were beginning to leave. But the br.ck lay- er just had a few more bricks to lay so he thought he would do so. He worked-for iifteen minutes or more and was just laying the last brick when all at once he heard a crash. He looked around and found the weak scaffold had fallen to the ground. He was in for it nowg two hundred feet from the ground and no one around. None of his fellow workmen knew that he had stayed there and to make things worse he was supperless. It was now becoming dark and it seemed as if he would have to stay all night. But all this 'time his brain was not idle. He had been thinking of some way to let the people know that he was up there. He thought of letting his coat drop to the ground, but no one would likely see it and then he would be cold. He was thinking hard when the electric lights were turned on. There had been a few lights on the new building and this gave him an idea. He knew the Morris czde very well .so he signaled for help with the lamp by turning it off then on. He did this for quite a while when some one yelled up from below for him to wait a while. They got extension ladders and he was soon off the building. The station agent had seen his signals and haf' told some men. lt was well he got off as soon as he did because he was stiff from cold and very hungry. D. E. T. '21. I A RAMBLE A Cne afternoon we visited a cave out of which a little stream wound its way. It was much to our discomfort in crawling through the doorway. But once inside, however we were able to walk up- right. Sam led, a lighted candle in his handg George and I followed close after. I didn't like the gloom and the dampness and secretly wished that Sam would propose to turn back. All at onge I heard a queer noise ahead, like a rustle. It seemed to be close to the roof and to be coming nearer. Sam .stopped and turned around to see where vie were. What is that he cried. I am sure I don't know. Said George. Perhaps it may be ia bear. or a lion. I said. While we were standing there, tumbling from limb to limb we heard it again, louder this tlme than before. Let us go and see what it is. Said Sam. 'No indeed, not I, you can go if you wish to, but the outside for me. Ah! come on, be a sport, said George. I am going. That makes no difference whatever, I am going back. Well go, you l.ttle coward, they said. I cerlainly am and walked outside to wait until the other two came out. After I had gone outside, Sam said, I wonder if there be such a thing as a bear or lion in here. 'tWell, I am sure I don't know was the r-piy. Well, I guess I am just as big a coward as any one so I think I'll take a walk outside, I feel kind of nervous in here. Well if you go I will to, for I have the same feeling. So the two boys walked quickly outside and approached me, and said, We want to beg your pardon for calling you a coward, for we find that we are in the same boat with you. M. W. '21.

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TRIP TO HICKORY After the boys lost a game to McDonald on January 17, 1919 they went to work and practiced real hard until March 1, when wi'.h a large crowd of boys and girls they boarded the 7:01 train at Gwen- dolen and went west to Hickory with hopes of beating the Athletic Club of that city, which was fulfilled before the game was over. The boys were encouraged by the yells and cheers which came from their crowd of which Doc was cheerleader. After an overwhelm- ing Victory we mounted the wagon which was waiting to take us home. A team of long eared mules were hitched to this small con- 'F U D G E I'm sure you will like to make this candy, Because everyone says it sure is dandy. When company comes and they think they'll eat, You can use this candy a sort of treat. To make this candy you must take A nice size cup so as not to fake. You fill it full of sugar nice, And do this act not more than twice. And after that you take some milk, But be sure you see it's fine as silk. Then put in some chocolate or cocoa, I guess And add some butter to make a success. Then stir altogether and put on the fire, But look around for some one to hire. Then after the candy seems to be done, Take it off and then have your fun. Of stirring and beating and stirring again, For a number of minutes, not less than ten. Then add some flavoring to suit your taste, And then in 'the pan put it in haste. I Then eat and eat 'till you are tired of fudge, And sit and sit, 'till you can not budge, And if you have followed directions given I'm sure when it's eaten every one will be livin'. H. M. S. '22. BUTTER SCOTCH Take a cup and fill it twice With sugar brown so swee-t and nice, A piece of butter you will cutg Just the size of a good walnut. Put water enough to cover it, Then put it on a fire that's lit. S'tir it and stir it and stir it some more, And then you'l1 have' Butter Scotch galore. G. H. A. '22. traption into which we were crowded until we envied sardincs. The ride was fairly good on the improved roads, but O, my, when we hit the mud! The mules balked, the wagon stuck 'the driver-l and the crowd had to get off and walk a distance of about three miles in mud, through woods, over fences, across creeks and runs, up hills and down hills, until after two hours walking we reached our home 'town at the early hour of 12:30 .sore and tired, but happy that we had won such a victory over Hickory as 22 to 4 in favor of C. T. H. S. A. M. P. '20, A TRAMP A tramp appeared at our door. He wore a dusty, torn, creased hat and a buttonless, brown coat with a lining torn into tatters. He carried a sack that i as almost in rags, and which was baggy. He used it to carry pieces of split wood or anything that was given him. Ttvine or any shiny trinket he found he would stick in his coat pocket which was old and shaggy. He looked as slouchy as he could be. His face was dirty and he had a long beard. Everything about him was shapeless. We gave him something to eat and sent him away. A. D. '22 I In her use of adjectivesl MISCHIEVOUS DAVE Dave Thompson comes to school And most days he is lateg But what's the difference? When he comes, He acts like a crobate. He is the worst boy in the school, As teachers all agree. He gets in mischief all the day. From ten 'till half-past tree. One day he got a box of dirt And 'to every lad and lass, He put the sign where it could be seen Will you please keep off the grass? And he shakes hands in time of .school With Jules across the isle, Sometimes it makes the teachers laugh, But Kelly won't always smile. Now these are just some little things He does. Want to see some more? Then come around on Orchestra night From three-thirty 'till lwilf-past four. M. J. W. '1Z1.

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AN OLD DESERTED MILL It was a warm day in July when Mr. Brown and his family were going to spend the day in the woods near Salem, a city in Massachu- setts, well known in history for the prosecution of the Witches. The family was up earlier than usual that morning, the children all eager for the trip which was about two miles. It was nigh eight o'clock when they started on their way. after having securely fast- ened the doors and windows, because as little Johnny said, the ghosts might get in. The children were the leaders of the party while Mr. and Mrs. Brown, bending under the weight of their heavy baskets, came in the rear. The road which they chose led along the side of the meandering bed of the Charles River. They had gone about half their distance when they came to an old deserted mill which had been deserted for a long time. The children thought it would be great fun to play near it, so they would go no fartherg but after their father's persuasion they proceeded on their way. At last their journey ended and they all sat down on the green grass to take a rest. When they had rested about 'five minutes the children began to roam about while Mr. Brown was sound asleep and Mrs. Brown was preparing dinner. A white table-cloth was spread on the grass and the dinner was made ready, to which each one helped himself. Aft- er dinner, Mrs. Brown cleared the cloth and set everything carefully away. After getting permission from their mother, the three little Brown's started on their way to what they called the best flower patch, to gather Howers, On and on they went, the oldest whose name was James always in the lead. Follow me. he would say. I know the best place. All right, was the answer, we're eom- in'. They were getting farther and farther from their parents, and flowers surely could not be found anywhere if not in the woods: but James re-assured them that they could get some if they went a little farther. They were now coming in sight of the old mill. by which flowed the shining blue waters of the Charles River. It was getting nearer and nearer and the three children were full of joy at the though of playing so near the mill. At last their tramping ceas- ed and play took its place. Let's wade in the river, said little Johnny, who knew no better. No, Johnny, said James, It's too deep and you might drown. Then Johnny began to cry and James persuaded him tzi he quiet for ghosts were hidden in the millg so he stopped crying as soon as the Word ghosts was mentioned. Come on, Billy and Johnny- said James. Now don't tryg we're goin' in t' see the old mill. James went first, Billy next, and Johnny was the last to enter the mill. They explored everything very carefully, wondering what every- thing was. They could not jump araund very much because the floors were not very strong and might crush at any minute. Billy and James were carefully exploring a wheel, when they re- membered that they had forgotten where they had left Johnny. Where's Johnny? said James to Billy. Johnny! exclaimed Billy in surprise. I don't know, maybe he fell in the river. Don't say such things, Billy, said James, growing a little angry.