Central Wisconsin College - Valkyrie Yearbook (Scandanavia, WI)

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'1 71 f ew Rastus, do you think it will run when you get that fixed P Yes suh, it'll run jes' like water. 'KNOW then Rastus, start the motor and we'l'l go. But Massa, dar's someting wrong wid de refrigeratorg de water has leaked out. t'That's too bad, but you shouldn't say refrigerator, its radiator. Yas suh, radiator is right suh, I done gone any got mixed up again. Say Rustus, will a car run ii the radiator leaks ? Yas suh, it'l1 run jes' as good widout dat radiatorg I don't see wot dem tings am fo, nohowf' WIell Rastus, I guess we are ready to start now then. Yas suh, now I guess we am ready. But Rastus, what's the matter with this tire? It's flat on the bottom. Dat's 'cause de win' has ran outg dat am got to be fixed right away. WIell Rastus, how long will it take to Hx that tire P VVell, Massa, if I hab good luck I can hx dat in haf a day. Rastus, go down in the barn and put the harness on old Nellie. I don't think that car is any good any more. Oh no, Massa, don't say datg dat Ford aut'mobile is jes' as go-od as new, if only the engine would run an' de res' of it warn't so old.', Qrrin Wraller, '26

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it ti nfs ri gg, ' 2 3 'a:' :j - gui -.Bra iv '. L , 512- EA.: 70 t s ... 24 RASTUS FIXES THE FORD Mr. John Thomas Brown lived alone in a big house in a little Kentucky town. He was a man who always kept up with the times, so in the year 1912 he bought a Ford car. Being wealthy he always hired a man to drive it. The man that lill- ed this position at present was a negro named Rastus Tomlin- son Carter. He knew how to drive a car but he did not un- derstand much about the motor for he was at least sixty years old. One morning as Rastus was caring for the car, he was in- terrupted by a loud voice: Rastus, aren't you ready yet? Yas suh, Massa Brown, I'se ready now only when I get dis clock on. ' That's no clock, Rastus, that's a timer. A timer-it is, such, but a time-a timer is a clock 'cause it makes de coils go off at a sartain time, suh. i The coils don't go off, Rastus, they spark, or you can say 'tire' if you want to.', Yas suh, yas suh, you am right, I put a wrench on cle fire plug an, you bet it tired, I got a shake and tired de wrenchf' Now Rastus, you shoulcln't say fire plugs, you should say spark plugs and you didn't get a shake, you got a shock. Dat's right Massa, I know it too when you say so. I got dat clock on er-er-a timer-on, I mean, now. i'All right Rastus, you start the mot-or and then welll go. But Massa, I done an' forgot to put some oil in de book- case, dat's wot I did. Book case-I-Im,-what are you thinking oi? You mean crank case, don't you?'! K'Yas suli, yas suh, I meant crank case all de time, only I done gone an, said wat I didn't mean at all. , 'KNOW 'then the oil is in and everything 'must be ready. Start the motor, Rastus, and then we'll go. 'H-Xfter cranking for a while, Rastus exclaimed breath- lessly, 'tIt-it-won't-go, massa, I tink dar is-dar-is some- ting wrong wid-wid defbeetle valve in de-de percolaterf' You're ridiculous, Rastus, you mean the needle valve in the carburator, don't you? Yas suh, dat's jes' itg I say jes' dat wot I don't mean no how.

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-. A BUTDUC 5.5 24 23 Em! rm y oUR JOURNEY Calm the water is before us, As on board the ship we gog I-lappy are we and contented, llfe the future do not know. As our ship moves o'er the bayg Green the Water is beneath us, Like the freshness of the springtime, And the innocence of May. Soon our ship has sailed the calm bay, And we meet the ocean wide Right into the waves she takes us, And we feel the great divide. Here we meet with many people From the different walks of lifeg From them choose We our companions, Share with them our joy and strife. Now our thoughts begin to wander, Viewing that vast, restless seag l!Vl1CTC the waves are ever rocking, Sometimes hard-then quietly. Gf all the ships that it has carried. Some have perished spite their toil, Some have sailed from lands of bondage To a happy Freed'om's soil. As we look across the Water, The large waves are rocking 'highg And the storm winds blowing strongly And the surging waves are nigh. Then were filled with fear, Welre treimblin And the sea looks cold and darkg As the angry Waves come sweeping, Almost covering our struggling bark.