Eastern High School of Commerce - Eastern Echo Yearbook (Toronto, Ontario Canada)

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Opening this second door cautiously. Sam- my stepped into yet another corridor. to be met by a shower of flour, followed by a de- luge of water. With a roar of rage, Sammy rushed in pursuit of a wraith-like figure that had dodged past him through the door. Sam- my swung himself around the outside door into the alley once again. Without a thought of what had gone before, Sammy galloped Through the Shows Robert looked up from the fire where he was roasting chestnuts as Jack Sothern closed the huge door behind him and came to warm his hands. Such a winter I never saw or felt before, said Jack. stamping his feet in an attempt to return circulation. Jack Sothern was the typical example of the man of the time, engaged in the service of the Hudsons Bay Company. Heavy cor- duroy breeches were tucked into the top of stout. knee-high boots, laced tightly. His thick belted jacket was long, reaching almost to his knees. The doeskin mittens had been purchased from an Indian and were of the best. A knitted woollen toque completed the outfit. Robert drew a wooden bench to the fire and they sat down together. The room in which they were. stretched the length of the building and was the main hall or f'store . Here the Indians brought their furs for trade. Long counters stood along the walls. The rest of the men were drifting in from feeding their dogs or from their various other duties. Roberts attention was arrested as one man entered and stood looking around. Look, said the boy to jack, isn't that Pierre d-2 Gris. from the North-Western Fort across the river? Why so it is. I wonder why he is here? answered Jack. As they watched. Pierre climbed onto a table and raised his voice. The men gathered around as they recognized him. My fellow-traders. he began. I have been sent by our seigneur to eenvite you to our post to-night. We weesh to forget our difference for the time, and we promise a merry party. Pray, will you come? EASTERN ECHO valiantly up the alley after the fugitive, A sudden premonition of disaster flashed its warning to him. but too late. Bang! crash! - now he knew why the runaway had jump- ed: he at least had remembered the wire. Sit- ting up stiffly, Sammy had an unexpected, illuminating brainwave: he remembered what his landlady had warned him of-today was October 31. Halloween, by ELSIE HILL, ZH The announcement was a surprise. but, as de Gris departed, he took along with him a train of curious men. Robert and jack rose too. and followed. As Jack remarked. they and see what their rivals might as well go planned as entertainment. the river was well lit up, were cordial and at ease. merry-making was soon in full swing. Robert leaned against one of the stout pillars which supported the roof and stood watching the revelry. Suddenly he stiffened and strained with all his might to catch the words some- one was uttering on the other side of the pillar. You have done well, Pierre. You shall be rewarded. The fools fell for our scheme at once. Now make haste, and take your dogs. You must meet those Indians before they are seen by the Bay men. They are at Lake Chip- pewa by now. Their furs will mean great profit to us. Now. au revoir, my friend, Make haste! The fort across and. as the hosts g ' I iii if Mrgwnuex AXGD N -' Au - ,v 1' I 0. t ' - .,'i g 5'L ' J' - if-' lt ,- Ki ' h , H 3 , . ' .lb S ixty-three

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the plug, turned the water on gently and continued on her disastrous way, I was return- ed to consciousness, as it were, by the sound of a terrific crash as she pulled the lace dress- er scarf off my mothers bureau, Everything was broken. Brushes, combs, perfume bottles, creams and lotions lay in a pool of water from the broken flower vase. Even the mirror was broken, which according to superstition means seven years' bad luck, and I certainly hope she got them with interest! Upstairs I flew, accompanied by the wails of the baby who had been startled by the loud crash. In the excitement of cleaning up, I failed to hear the trickling water. until, sit- ting down to rest after my strenuous labours of cleaning up, I heard the drip. drip of the water descending the stairs. Words failed me! The resourcefulness of some peoples' children in amusing themselves is simply marvellous! After order was restored. I returned the baby to the high-chair. stuffed my ears with cotton batting and wrathfully awaited the ar- rival of Elsie's mother. Mrs. Dentley came A Surprise Qccurrence Uzmior Story, Second Awardb As hc strode along a now deserted street in the portion of the metropolis devoted to warehouses, Samuel Orville Scrand attempted in vain to recall what it was his landlady had been telling him at supper. Samuel, bet- ter known to his friends and colleagues on the Cameron City Police Force as S. O. S. Sammy. finally decided that perhaps the in- formation could wait until breakfast, when he went off duty. A distant clock had just tolled eight o'clock, when a grunt and a soft thud announced to anyone interested that Sammy, instead of continuing in what he considered to be a very official walk, was now sprawled in a most undignified position on the cement, Springing quickly to his feet, Sammy inspected the strand of wire, stretched at knee height across the alley, that had brought about his down- fall. Now, despite the exalted office in civic af- fairs that Sammy considered he held, he was absolutely, and quite definitely, not above in- Sixty-two in all smiles and good-nature, !'Has 'oo' two been havin' a 'goody-goody' time? she crooned. I beg your pardon, what did you say I may have groaned, said I with a choke. People may wonder why I dislike children. Let them! And when, referring to th par- ticular baby whose adventures I have related above, they say, Isnt she just too cute? . they can't imagine why I decline to agree. Can you?' ?H 4' vQv xhq N, xv Geo fee . I by DoUGL.1.s Boxsii, 2C dulging in a dime thriller. According to the logic instilled by one of these classics of lit- erature, this wire was for the purpose of trip- ping the watchman of a Warehouse when he investigated some trivial sound. Although this kaleidoscope of thought may take time to write. it took Sammy but a fraction of a sec- ond to arrange these remarkable deductions in his mind. As this line of thought flashed upon him, Sammy heard a light shuffling in the ware- house next to which he was standing. Sight- ing a door farther down the alley, he decided to try to enter the building. Reaching the door he put out his hand to touch it. Much to his surprise it opened, seemingly of its own volition, and, taking a tighter grip on his nightstick, he entered. His eyes becoming accustomed to the gloom. he started out, tip- toeing down a long hall toward another door. Possibly at the age of three or thereabouts, Sammy could tiptoe quietly, but unfortun- ately that age was long gone by. his present attempt reminding one of a baby elephant tramping on Aunt Marials pet corn. EASTERN ECHO

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