Chinook High School - Breeze Yearbook (Chinook, MT)

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In about ten minutes the two were driving toward the theatre. It was a glorious spring evening1 and the jitney was running like a top, so Jack had little trouble in persuading Bill to go by a roundabout way. They were going along a stretch of wooded road just on the outskirts of the town when the motor suddenly stopped. They were soon engaged in searching for the cause of the trouble, and while they were testing the various parts of the engine, they were suddenly seized from behind and thrown to the ground. Bill struggled fiercely but in vain, while Jack merely lay still and grinned. Bill was soon bound, gagged and blindfolded and as soon as Bill was blindfolded, the conspirators released Jack. Bill, finding that he could not get loose, ceased struggling and implored his captors, but they only laughed. He inquired for Jack but was told that Jack was in the same fix as he was. “Take his duds,” commanded the leader of the conspirators, in a voice strangely familiar to Bill. Bill’s clothing was soon removed and one of the other boys’ suits was put on him instead. The boy who had changed clothes with Bill now started the Ford and set out for the Wilcomb home. Helen Wilcomb, who was a sister of one of the conspirators, joined him, and they were soon speeding towards the Burton home. Nellie was sitting on the porch with Bobbie im- patiently waiting for Bill. “There he is now,” shouted Bobbie, looking down the road. “There’s somebody else with him, too,” replied Nellie. “Well of all the two-faced boys,” she continued. “If he hasn’t got Helen Wilcomb and he told me he’d call for me at seven forty-five. Here I’ve beeh waiting for half an hour, and he didn’t even stop for me,” she snapped as the auto went swiftly by. The conspirator in Bill’s clothes waved at her, but she haughtily turned and marched into the house. “If I wasn’t an idiot to ever go with that big monstrosity,” she said to her sister. “Here I let Jack go because Bill told me a lot of lies about him. Of course I didn’t kno'w they were lies at the time, because Bill seemed so sure about it, but I know now; and Jack will never look at me again for the way I treated him. He was ten times as nice as Bill was. I never liked that big dummy anyway—he is so horribly polite, and all he knows is Fords and football.” In the meantime the other boy had taken Helen home again and returned to where the conspirators had Bill secured. “The second part of our plot worked fine,” reported the occupant of Bill’s suit in a whisper. “She went into the house with a look on her face like a thunder storm.” “All right, now to get Bill turned down.’ Pag Seventeen

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Bill had been sitting against a tree and bemoaning his fate and he was very much surprised when he was released, dressed in his own clothes again, and told to take his Ford and go, under the condition that he did not look back until he had passed the turn in the road. He was so glad to be released that he solemnly promised not to look back; so he was permitted to go—not however, until two of the conspirators had been hidden under some robes in the tonneau. As soon as he was started he forgot his promise and looked back, but he saw nothing for the rest of the club members had dived into a clump of willows. Bill drove at a breakneck speed and soon he was knocking at the door of the Burton home. As Nellie came to the door, he invited her to take a ride but she retorted icily. “No, thank you, sir. I am afraid you will have to go alone this time, unless you go and get Helen Wilcomb again.” “Why-------” he began, but the door was slammed in his face. He turned slowly away and soon was on the way back to his room. As he turned up the street towards the garage, the two boys in the back of the auto again took possession. After a brief and fierce struggle, Bill was tied, gagged and blindfolded once more, and they returned in the Ford to the scene of the first hold-up. “Part three worked fine too,” said one of the conspirators when they had arrived. “She siammed the door right in his face.” “That’s good,” replied George. “Now we’ll make Mr. Bill watch Jack and Nellie make up. Go on,” he called to Jack. “We'll be there in a few minutes.” Jack started on his way to Burton’s and approaching, saw' Nellie sitting on the porch, gazing gloomily toward the star. . “Hello, Nellie,” he called. “Why, hello, Jack,” replied Nellie. “I’ve just been aching to have you come tonight.” “Well, I’ve been aching to come, too,” replied Jack. “Only I was afraid. I’ve got a few things I want to tell you.” Meanwhile something different was going on across the street. The conspirators had brot Bill up beside the house, across the street from Burton’s and had taken his blindfold off for the purpose of letting him see Nellie and Jack make up. He was much surprised to see who his conspirators had been and when he saw' where he was and saw Nellie and Jack making up and heard her say, “Oh, I knew all the time it wasn’t you, Jack,” the truth began to dawn upon him, and he began to struggle fiercely in an endeavor to break loose. “Lemme at that kid,” he raged. “All right,” replied George. “Come on to your room and we’ll let you settle it” Bill was released and went with the other boys to Page Nineteen