Charlotte High School - Witan Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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T HE W IT A N the cook, opened it. She stepped back in amazement, for there stood the policemen with drawn guns. Glenn smiled and told the men to put up the guns, for they probably would not need them for a while. “What’s the joke? asked the larg- est of the three, “caught the train robbers He chuckled, but seeing the meaning look in the boys eyes, he became serious. “Maybe, at least the leader of the gang, ’ said Bob. “You remember that the leader wears a peculiar ring? Well, thpre is only one man that wears a ring like that and that man is in this house. The large cop’s jaws opened and the other two stared at the boys. “For the love of three kings!’’ ex- claimed the big cop. “That can't be, because after the robbery they started west, not east.” “Maybe, said Bob. “But what’s to stop them from circling around? Any- way, he's here and it’s your job to get him. “Well, let’s get after him and not stand here, cried the big fellow. “He'll not get away from us. “Oh no, he won’t,” laughed Glenn. “He’s booked for a couple of hours yet. He’s calling on our sister. “Does your sister know that he's the robber? asked one of the little cops. “No. she doesn't, Glenn replied, “so we’ve got to figure it out by ourselves. I'll go into the parlor. Clara will in- troduce Burkloy to me. You see I never met him personally because 1 always ducked when he came. Why? Oh, because I didn’t like his looks. Well, when I’m introduced, I’ll notice the ring and make a remark about it. You men will be close by and hear the conversation. When I give the signal, which will be a long drawn whistle of surprise, you step in and take him prisoner. Have you got it straight? “You bet, the cops exclaimed, as they followed Glenn. Glenn entered the parlor as if by accident. He started to go out but his sister called him. “I wont you to meet my friend, Mr. Burkley,” she said. “He might be your brother-in-law some day. “Not if 1 can help it, muttered Glenn under his breath. However, he smiled and shook hands. Glenn sat down and entered the conversation. After five or ten minutes he thought it time to strike. “That’s a nifty ring, Burkley, he said. “Some kind of club ring, 1 sup- pose. Glenn thought he saw Burkley turn pale, but there was no sign of fear. “Why, not exactly, Burkley rpplied. “It was given to me by my father who was er I mean about nine years ago. “Oh, I see, said Glenn, “is your father still living? “That, said Burkley, “is none of your business. Glenn stared at him and then gave a long drawn whistle. Clara looked alarmed. Just then something cold was placed at the hack of Burkley’s head. “Don’t move!” was the command. “I’ve got you now. The two little cops came in with drawn pistols. Clara screamed and ran to her brother. Her scream brought the whole household to see whnt was the matter, What’s going on? cried the judge. “This, said the tall cop, “is the leader of the gang that robbed the train early this morning. And he wanted to marry me, cried Clara. “The brute. Mr. Burkley rose and facing the judge exclaimed: “1 nearly got even with you for sending my father to the chair. I’m the son of John Hawks. “What? Not the Hawks that killed Mont Wilson? asked Mill. “Yes sir, I am the son of the very same. And this ring, Burkley turned to Glenn, “stands for Revenge. “Well, for the love of three kings! exclaimed the cop as he slippeil the handcuffs on Burkley. Doris Reagon, ’31. 20

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THE WITAN R L. BUTTERFIELD, Principal •JO