Central High School - Almanac Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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good young man, or, at least, that you mean to be. But today I was informed by a' certain person that you were in the habit of visiting the saloon every day. I don't ,mind telling you that I don't put much faith in the story, but it might be as well to have you deny it. . Mr.. Atherton Adams, jr., was stunned. He hardly knew, at nrst, whether to take the matter as a joke or as an insult. But good nature finally conquered, and he replied, I never was in a saloon in my life. What person told you this, and at what time of day Cfor I guess your informant must be of the female genderj did she say that I visited this place? . . The person was Miss Dagget, and the times about ten in the morning, and three in the afternoon. She did not say, point blank, that you went to the saloon, but she said that, seeingyour dog so much about the place, and that he goes there every day at about these times, she put two and two together-- Oh, said Mr. Atherton Adams, Ir. Mr. Welden, would it be asking too much of you to ask you to accompany me to the sa- loon to-morrow and make that man explain this thing, if he can? I will go, by all means, replied the minister. And so it befell that about ten the next morning, the saloonkeeper had some visitors, who did not come to sample his stock. They were the Reverend Theophilus VVelden and Mr. Atherton Adams, Ir. Together they hnally wormed the truth out of the man, and when Atherton heard it, he was furious. I am going to drive you out of this town if it costs me all I'm worth, he declared. And he was as good as his word. Within a month after the story had got abroad, the saloonkeeper received a' polite hint, which he did not deem it wise to ignore, and left. As for poor Thomas Jeiferson, before that day of reckoning, he had departed this world. Going out one day in an unusu- ally dazed condition, it suddenly occurred to him that the rail- road track would be a good place on which to sleep off his liquor. Acting upon this premise, he proceeded to go to sleep on the aforesaid track. A passing engine most inconsiderately reduced him to a pulp. ' 1 ' Poor Thomas Jefferson ! H V said Mr. Atherton Adams, Jr., when he heard of it. He was such a good dog before he fell into his evil Ways ! Q

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man to suspect any one else of wrong-doing. Nor did he usually pay much heed to the gossip of Miss Dagget. But this, he felt, must be something of importance, and so he demanded, Well, who is it? , V Young Mr. Adamsf, she replied. I see his dog there every day, usually about ten in the morning and three in the after- noon, and you know that he and his dog are almost inseparable. I will see him this evening, and learn the truth, said Mr. Welden. But don't say anything about it to any one in the meantime. 'fOh, I wish you would ind out the truth, replied the spin- ster, in agitated tones. I should hate to have to believe that young Mr. Adams was a confirmed drunkardf' And with this parting speech she retired. Mr. and Mrs. Atherton, Jr., were seated in their usual -places on the front porch, as Mr. Welden came up the Walk. sci 1 umm I f Ili l 5 fra , 44' ..l ', , . J' um, ,yg',Q3, ' 2 5 - ,W IW.-,..f-.'lg.F, , . - I 4 '71-,jhzwi ,-XQIM, U ,ig-.LN . '.fl,-.,15,I,.-I 1 L ap ,.f-yan-:nl llftifgxl, if-lp' . L if-',,,::7,-fly! fr-pf,-, I ivfrluyl f',1,,vQ'Eb? V .lx ., I. ..i. In say. -A .I is 5.4m X H I -,Mia fy' mf 115134. pu. ' ,f who -V ?ff.-fa 1. if -ll- 4- ll - wx 'lux ' .uf7'Z' '- . 3-1 'il .'Q.ff',n,11 sail, 1- W Q l'Y sw . ,..- , 1, l , , :lc ' . rx ii i .vlx v I . 'lg-I ' A Gly fflqf 1 Y f wizfil ia? Mr. Welden came up the walk. . Come right up, Atherton called out.' Pm glad to see you. Won't you sit down? ' ' I should like a few moment's private chat with you, said the minister. Certainly, comelinto my study, said Atherton, secretly wondering what could have brought this upon him. Atherton, said the old minister, when they were in the room, I've knowniiyou a good many years, and I've liked you as long as I've known you. I know that you are a thoroughly

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Examinational. 'With Apologies to Mr. Hpling. BY FLORENCE WINANS AND LAURA HICKOX. ROFS. and teachers, great and small, Hear our plea and cease to send Examinationsfon us all Ere each term is at an end. Lord God, of Hosts, be with us yet! May they forget! May they forget! O, the nightmares to us sent! O, the midnight oil consumed! O, the hours of terror spent! ' Firm-believing we are doomed. Lord, God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget! Lest we forget! Trembling, and with weary pace. Ent'ring the Assembly-room, Agony on every face, We await the coming doom. Lord, God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget! Lest We forget! See! The Slips! VVe strain our eyes. Oh! The looks of blank despair! Discouraged by their very size, We offer up this solemn prayer: Lord, God of Hosts, be with us yet! Lest we forget! Lest we forget! When the dreaded day is pastg When the quizzes all are o'erg And we've seen our marks at last, Then we offer one prayer more: Lord, God of Hosts, be with us yet! Help us forget! Help us forget!