Coquille High School - Laurel Yearbook (Coquille, OR)

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into the regulator, which trembled and was still in a moment. Through a spout attached to the regulator a stream of what appeared to be a chemical fertilizer poured into a wagon driven by a sturdy negro boy. The boy drove off whistling, and I turned away in deep dejection. “Ed,” I moaned, “it’s of no use. They will have the thing working in fifty years so that even the superflous human beings will be regulated in the most horrible manner. No, we will have to let suffering humanity abide its fate.” I took my hat and left. I now have a little plan on hand by which not only the taxes of the towns but also the livelihood of the towns’ inhabitants will be furnished by more and more expensive licenses for saloons, and must drop around and get Ed’s opinion on it.

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ter, “all of this trouble has been brought about by machinery. Why not effect a reform through the same medium.” I reached out and thumped him on the knee. “Get me? It’s the biggest thing that ever happened for the common people. All you got to do is to invent an attachment for every machine that will regulate the output so there will be no surplus in the output of all machinery after the wants of the consumers are satisfied. In this way it will be possible to give every man a job, as the demand for their labor will be, if the thing is efficiently managed, just what will give employment to every man, woman and tender child in the United States. By means of a regulator appointed by the mayor of each town, all machinery can be regulated at a nominal cost. A bureau of regulation will be established by the United States in a central location, where it can keep its finger on the pulse of commerce and by a network arrangement of thetelophone system keep each regulator in tune with all the rest.” I finished my convincing little explanation, and my good old friend rose to his feet. “Jim,” he said, “I think you have it. What the world is looking for you have found And, my friend,” he wiped a tear from his eye and continued, “1 will help you to the best of my ability. But here,” he said, moving to the electrical apparatus aforementioned, “is a little contraption by which I have been enabled to foresee the results of my different experiments. It was my first invention and it has been the keynote to my success. Look into this glass while I draw an outline of the ‘Edison Regulator, ’ such as you suggested, on this slide. Then, when I turn the crank, the machine is projected into the future, where it can be seen at its period of greatest development.” He finished the picture and began to turn the crank. I looked and saw a beautiful street in a fair city. The marble pavements were being swept by six three-horse street cleaners with the “Edison Regulator” attached. The drivers looked contented and well fed. They were neatly dressed and altogether very superior to the avera ge persons of the lower orders. There was a large building in the foreground, and into this building poured a stream of people, marshaled by a number of bluecoats. They were of all sorts and descriptions young, old and middle aged; rich, well-to-do and poor; women, men and children. I noticed another door where a much smaller stream of people left the building, all with a look of relief on their faces, and I wondered. Ah, there was an “Edison Regulator” attached to the door. As the door opened a handsome youth, his hair freshly cut, wearing the utmost of what was appropriate in trousers, shoes, and necktie, and smoking an after-dinner cigarette, was drawn bodily

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JUNIORS CLASS COLORS, BLUE AND GOLD FLOWER, THE ROSE CLASS OFFICERS Earl Leslie, President, Naomi Knowlton, Vice-President, Perry Lawrence, Secretary-Treasurer. iHuttn: IDon't jJtnke (Excuses, Jftsike (fiaoii CLASS YELL Hoop ’er up Hoop ’er up Hi, Hi, Hi Keep ’er up Ki! Ki! Ki! Mop ’er up Mop ’er up My! My! My! The Junior class Can never die.