Cleveland College - Square Collegian Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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THE L. J. BULLARD CO. Educational Publishers 144eine Uillage Clevelandfs Thealre Reslaufant TWO ALL-STAR SHOWS NIGHTLY Dinner Show 7:30 p. m. Supper Show 11:30 p. m. Q For Reservations Please Call MAin 0209 ALPINE VILLAGE BLDG.-PLAYHOUSE SQUARE Home offhe Smart El 'Dorado Club HERMAN PIRCHNEITS P. O. Box 3666 CLEVELAND, OHIO GQDQWD A Part of Nature The boy tingled with excitement every time he looked down at his new rifle in his arm. His hand stroked the smooth walnut stock. When his finger touched the trigger, he felt an almost overpowering urge to shoot at something, to shoot at something alive and to kill it. His aim was good, he had no doubt of that. Take for instance that knot in the fencepost up ahead. He leveled his shiny rifle. Steady there! But the bullet tore only splinters from the post and plunged into the wooded hillside beyond. Ruefully he shook his head. Must be bad ammunition, he muttered. He looked around to see if anyone had observed his poor rnarkmanship. At that moment, a bird, high in a tree-top, chose to burst forth in a song as it rocked on its sun-swept perch. Again the boy took careful aim. This called for all the skill he possessed. The songster was a moving target, and it required pointing the rifle slightly ahead so it would sway into the path of the bullet. Then, too, the tree was tall. It called for shooting almost straight up and a little over. So the boy reasoned. Then he squeezed the trigger gently. The rifle cracked, and everything became silent. A little body fluttered down, hitting one branch, dropping to the next, until it finally rested on the grass at the foot of the tree, limp and motionless. With the report of the gun still echoing in his ears, the boy walked over and stood looking down at his prey. The early morning sun splashed down through the leaves of the tree. One golden beam played over the still body, causing blue and green glints to sparkle over the feathers of an outstretched wing. Only the rustle of the leaves overhead broke the silence. Suddenly the boy began to run, stumbling and sobbing. He crossed the pasture, ran through the gate into the farmyard, and vanished behind the house. A moment later a screen door clattered shut. Skyline LEROY K. MILLS

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'6EXAlVIS . . GHQGQGQ From the time that farm-fresh milk reaches our plant until finally inspected in sealed searching examinations. Only dairy products of the highest quality can pass these tests That's why we know you will continue to enioy milk and ice cream THE TELLING-BELLE 'VERNON Co. bottles-it must pass a series ofthe most COMPLIMENTS OF ' THE STRABLEY BAKING CO. 4 Iiakem- qf H nigh Qualify Pa.ririe.r 9 3007 CLINTON MAIN 1084 Airplane I am termed just a thing without feeling But I carry men up to the skies. I can zoom right along old Earthis ceiling I am that which flies I have flirted with death and grim danger Played at peace, or hobnobhed in a war. To the Stratosphere I am no stranger, Nor the highest star. I have flown in the face of a blizzard, To sail on past the heat of the sun. For my pilot has made me a Wizard, Sharing work and fun. FLOZARI ROCKWCOD