Central Catholic High School - Echo Yearbook (Fort Wayne, IN)

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'l' ll E lit'lI!J 5 twenty 'bucks' i11 the old sock and it will surely take niore lllilll that Y t'an't j'O1l see? We have two weeks in which to lllillit' thirty dollars, which is easy picking for the Lion ,llillllt'l'N.U txp'aiued the enthused Bill. . Une after a11other the boys expressed their approval ot' the plan. Some shout- ed. 54111144 nodded, and some stood up end juniped, as each one 'S turn canie Io vote. ln short it was llll2llllll10llS. lfauy suggestions were subniitted as to a probable plan ot' raising the neees- sa1'y money. b11t XVl1Gll t'Punk llrew said: Let 's give a show, all the rest were t'o1'gz'otten. The show was a success. Each of the l7evil's l7ozen had worked like a 'll1'0.jElll to make it so. lt took quite a while to eouvinee the towns people that everything was o11 the level. but i11 the Ullll niost oi' the111 attended. The gate reeeipts totaled forty dollars. lt required two uiore nieetiilgrs to deeide i11 what manner tl1e lnoney would be presented. .Xt last they all deeided to gather in a body at the huiuhle' hoine ot' lvllllillll llroniley Ull l'h1'ist1uas live Zllltl with Bill lVilson as a spokesman to sulunit the present. llil1'I.'l:lll lest the people know what they were about they hurried through the eolal. still night. No one did they uxeet. When they were admitted lllltl the guest P00111 by the large, niolherly Hrs, llroinley, llill stepped forward and grave his short, prepared speeeh. You, XN'illia111 llroniley, have l't'll- dered a distinet service to the Loyal Urder of the Lion 'llEIIll0l'S. l11 view ot' tl1e l'aet, said Order has voted to aceept you as nieuiber and make the Urder a baker's dozen instead ot' a lJevil's Dozen. The law of the liion rllilltlC'l'N is that when a fellow llllllllblll' is i11 need of help. the august body proulptly help said nteniher. We know of your dreani to tlnish sehool a11d this IIIUIIUX we are giving' you will niake it possible. At- tention! he barked, illltl all grave the l.ion 'l'an1ers' salute. Retreat Z and aniid yells the dogfen left the house, leaving the inother wip- ing' her eyes Eillll tl1e sou sl'edd ug' lil. tears of g'l'2lllfllllt . The 'll2lllll'l'S felt it necessary to per- l'0I'lIl some startling' llllNtll'llll'fIllHi' to eover up the show ot' kindness. You ntigrht be sure that twelve n1e.1 l'elt a glow ol' satisfaction when on' Blr. Williani llrew was elected presie dent ot the local bank a score of year later. Robert Herber, '28. Oscar Kicks A tall. thin. sickly looking' boy stood i11 the line of candidates lor the Mari, etta football teaui. llc seenied about six feet tall, with narrow shoulders and long' lHllll'S protruding: front all points ol' his awkward anatomy, and a laeeA well, it was t'ar l.l'0lll l1a11dson1e. Of all the iiupossible candidates for the teani that year. he was the lll0Sl impossible. lf he was a football player, l l'elt l was Hene rllllllllvy, When his turn eauie, the eoaeh looked at llllll i11 astonishnient. lle eould hardly suppress a SlllllK'. Wt-ll? he exelainled ,- Woolworth ll11ildi11g', sharply, what position? l'lllll.l, UNJIIIIUVQ Usear l'eg'howski. sir.', All right, Leg-liowski-l' Peghowski. sir. Iieghowski, then-gret your footbal' togrs illltl report for praetiee tonior- row.

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li p T Ili? EIU U ect -M Yes, sirf, The candidate shambled away. l remarked to the candidate next to me in the locker room: 'Wllonder why the coach didu't tell hiin he was too late or something. Anybody could see he couldu't even make the eigrhteenth team. Ht-'ll blunder everything. l'll bet he docsn't know a football from a watermelon. The next afternoon l was late for practice. I hurried into my suit and laced with all speed toward the tield, fastening' on my headgear as l ran. liveryone was grouped over on one side ot the tield, with a clearing' in the cen- ter. Someone was evidently tackling the dummy or falling on the ball. and because the sight was unusually good. Coach lNhitteu had everyone watch- ing. lt's tlscar, of course, l tliougrht- tlsear diving on the ball and getting his long' legs tied into bow knots-or tlscar tackling the dummy, shutting his eyes and missing the swinging foriu by yards. Down would Oscar be on his funny nose. l was missing a lot of fun, l hurried faster. lt must be tlscar for l could hear his name called by the eoaeh. l was almost to the group when -Ping! The ball sailed into the air. l'p, np, and down the lit-ld, then over the goal posts for one of the lougesi kicks l had ever seen on Marietta Field. The crowd cheered: Atta boy! Uh baby-and how! Oscar-tlscar-Usear l'egl10wskil l stopped, startled. Surely tlscar didu't kick that ball! But there he was with Coach Whitten patting him on the back. The coach saw me. lie on time after this, George. To- day you missed seeing' how a player :should really run, pass, tackle and kick. Keep your eye on Oscar, lfeorgfc. lle can teach you plenty. G. Flannery, '31. Thumbs Down The trumpets blared fortl1 the an- nouncement to the assembled multiude. The Coliseum was crowded to capacity, the lflmperor with his retinue of no- bles and favorites were in their places and the signal had been given for the amusements to begin. The c1'owd buzzed and squirmed as it gradually settled down to quietness. The sun beat warmly U11 the clean, white sand covering' the tloor of the arena. I stepped forward, made my obeiss ance to the lflmperor, bowed to the elamouringr crowd who cared. not for me, but for the amusement l might at'- tord them in my tight. for life. From the ranks on the other side strode another soldier who also made his obeisance to the limperor and then turning, advanced toward me. An- other man like myself, destined to en- gage with me in mortal combat for no other reason than to satisfy the blood- thirsty lust of this vast assemblage and that august persouage. the limperor. NVe strode forward to the center of the arena, and faced each other with a grim look of mingled anxiety. sympa- thy, and hatred, for we knew that it mattered not to the multitude who won or lost. l'lither would be equally re- ceived as victor while as to the van- quished: No mercy. t'ompassiou had no place in the hearts of this multitude With a liual pause we advanced toward each other with cautious step, short sword and shield held ready for instant use. The soft tiukle of our light body armor could be heard distinctly in the stillness that always preceded