Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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The Fall of Thomas Jefferson. A sronv. BY ROBERT E. RICHARDSON. IILLUSTRATED BY S. JAMES PICKEI1-.1 N all probability, the man best known to the good people ot Gorton, and most respected by them, was Mr. Atherton Adams, Jr. He was a man of the most upright goodness, oppressively good, in fact. He was a church member, and a teacher in the Sunday School. He belonged to every charitable organization of which the village could boast. To add to his joys he had a most charming wife, also, he owned a dogg and thereby hangs a tale. Mr. Atherton Adams, Sr., was a man of about fifty. Born on a farm near Gorton, he had, as soon as he had made his pile, returned thither to spend the remainder of his days. To keep his hand in, as he expressed it, he had opened a law oflice, and employed his son, Atherton, Ir., as clerk. The position was a sinecure, for law was, happily, an almost unknown quantity in Gorton. The day had been most unbearably hotg but, as evening drew on, a cool breeze sprang up. Mr. and Mrs. Atherton, Ir., sat on the front porch, and took full advantage of the coolness. A stillness, unbroken save for the chirping of the crickets, settled round them, and the rising moon poured its silvery light over all. But, suddenly, the almost sacred hush was fractured by a series of long, melancholy howls. High, keen and piercing, they rose and fell in undulating cadences, finally shading off into silence. At the iirst sound Mrs. Atherton, Jr., grasped her husband's arm. O, Ath! she cried. What is that? Nothing but the dog serenading the moon, my dear, he replied calmly, although his nerves had received a severe shock.

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The Fall Thereof. BY G. H. C., 1900. HE library iire was burning low. ' We were alone-Phyllis and I, Watching the shadows come and go And the falling embers die. ' 'The picture in the ire, I said, Is a maiden fairer than a rose, r In a dreamy gown of crimson red. I ,7 One of your old flames, I suppose. And so the muse my lady banish'd- I turned to kiss the little sinner, But, with a low laugh, she had vanish'd ' And there was james, announcing dinner

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Well, said his wife, I do wish there was some way of making him stop his dreadful noise. Come, 1,111 going ing it's late. And so Mr. and Mrs. Atherton, Jr., retired to rest. ' But the dog sat on his haunches, and continued to regard the moon most iixedly. No wonder he did so. Any one in his position would have done the same. In the first place, his name may have had something to do with the matter, for it was Thomas Ieiferson. Secondly, he was most unutterably lonesome, having no canine friends with whom to pass the time of day. But as he ,.....u:: E He was most unutterably lonesome. sat there, the sound of a confused scuflie reached his ears. Then a short yelp or two. Like a shot, Thomas jefferson departed to investigate. ' All the stores of the village were clustered together in one block, on the main street. Occupying one corner of this block was the only saloon the town contained, and directly opposite to itwas the grocery store. Back of the saloon was a large yard, and it was to this place that Thomas had been lured. It did not take him long to get acquainted, and he had a most glorious frolic. Indeed, so loud did the revelry become that the saloonkeeper was recalled from the land of dreams. He glanced into the yard, and, spying a strange dog, he at once recognized him as belonging to Mr. Atherton Adams, Ir.