East High School - Quill Yearbook (Des Moines, IA)

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. Mell Bollinger ECAUSE Mell Bollinger contributed an unusual share of kindness, friendliness, and happiness to the atmosphere of our school life, his death has brot to East High an unusual amount of real sorrow. It has been hard to have him go from us because it was particularly pleasant to have him with us. His friendly smile, his jolly gieetings, his love of funl. his quick re- sponse to the needs of others, his appreciation of every little kind- ness, his whole-sruled enthusiasm for friends and school,-the-so are the things which endeared him to both faculty and student body of East High. He fought his losing fight with sickness as gamely and as bravely as he had fought upon the gridiron, and he Was ready tcm accept unconiplaixiiiigly the outcome. Strengthenecl by faith and by the sacraments of the churchg he faced the great moment, not afraid to die. His were the merry heart and the brave spirit which find life always worth While and which do not flinch before death. For his gayety and his bravery he has been clear to us and his days among us will be a happy memory to us all. Miss McBride.

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- . aussie i. as fi. Qi A ' -52: 1- ' A X 0 11g1 T,, I K5 Y, e I ' - l X VVith Omes on the Census 1i1lit0l S Note: As we realize considerable curiosity will be aroused' as to the identity of the author of the following article, we feel that it is our duty to enlighten, to the best of our ability. our readers upon the question. But we regret to state that our information is scarcely more than can be grained my a perusal of the article in question. The manuscript came into our hands in a roundabout way that precluded any possibility of tracing. The names of Burdock Omes and his friend Watkins, are not familiar to either the editor or the authorities of this school. Our in- quisitiveness must therefore remain unsatiated until such time as Mr. Omes sees fit to reveal himself to an intereste1l public. OU HAVE all heard of my friend, Burdock Omes, the pre- mier detective and great criminologist. You have heard of his many idiosyncrasies and eccentricities that he has injected into his profession. The latest is to take a census of the school children of the United States with the View of fincliug out, thru his marvelous powers of character reacling, the number of future criminals there are in this country, Witn whom he will probably come in contact as soon as their powers are fully do velopecl. With that view, taking' me along' with him as 'his medical at- tendant, to care for him in case he should become despondent and discouraged with the prospect the future holds before his pro- fession, or in case he should be sc overjoyed to irnd how glorious a day is dawning upon the race of detectives, and have heart fail- ure. In the course of our journeys we visited your East High. We stationed ourselves during the lunch hour in the front corridor. for Omes says there is no better time in which to tell the charac- ter of a person than just after he eaten. Oines 'iirst called my attention to a short, dark, and sonievviirlt pre-occupied youth, with a young friend whom he familiariy adi- Page Eleven