Edwin Vare Junior High School - Pilot Yearbook (Jackson, PA)

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over. The boat shrieked under this terrific strain. As we seemed to get away from the iceberg's path the wind started at its fullest force, driving us directly into the iceberg's path. Seeing that it was no use I gave the order to abandon ship. My son had been informed of all this by the ship's cook and had frantically rigged up an aerial in the hope of radioing an S O S. As he was about to do so I came tearing into his cabin. Before I could pull him away from his set he had sent the S O S Eve times. As I was dragging him from the radio he pleaded with me for the position of the boat. Without knowing why, I let go of him and told him our position. He immediately flashed it and then we both ran toward deck and dived overboard into the icy water. We were picked up by the shipts crew who had launched the lifeboat. From it we saw the ship sink. After being adrift for an indefinite period we saw a passenger boat appear on the horizon. Immediately I. thought of the S O S my son had sent and said, tGod bless my boy, In an hour we were rescued by the boat and were landed in New York. AL MILLION, 8B7. i' DISASTER COMES THROUGH ROM the day she was born, Disaster was the beautiful kind; you know, pug-nosed, pigeon-toed, freckle-faced, large cross-eyes, a Joe Brown mouth. From that time on she decided she wanted to sing, but everywhere she went she was turned down tpoor Disasterl. Returning to her room at nights in the dilapi- dated old boarding house, she would fling herself on the bed and let out a flood of tears. One night upon; arriving she saw a letter sticking out of her door. Picking it up and walking into her room she kept wondering who could have sent it, as she had no friends or relatives talasl. Upon opening it she saw a letter, and a live hundred dollar Check, also a contract telling her to sign her name as she was going to sing in an opera. Sitting down quickly Uest she falD she began to think. How did they know my name and address, how did they know I could sing? With her mind full of questions she settled down to sleep. Getting up very early next morning she set out for the opera company. Arriving at a secretary's desk she asked to see Mr. Phelps. Taking her into Mr. Phelps, offlce the secretary left,- then Mr. Phelps came in. As soon as he saw her he fainted. 9 Elie 91M 1 A '0 A1

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KANTERIAL STATION 'l g ANTERIAL Station was crowded to the utmost the day of January 20, 1942, for the town was sending its largest detachment of volunteers and draftees to Camp Rotrax. We will pass from one group to another, some laughing tensely, others crying and others kissing their loved ones. A small part of these men were leaving to take a course on how to he instructors for the Army. It is to one of these that we turn our attention, John Nafron, 45, and his father, both veterans of the last war. His father, Joseph, now old and bent said in a trembling voice, So long, John. Dontt forget to get a few laps for me! As he said this, the warning whistle sounded, and John kissed his father good-bye, and said to his wife, Youtd better take good care of him. His fatherireflected over the years, Ha, he said, John is off to Rotrax to be a radio instructor for the Army and I doubted radio. What do you mean,H said Mary, John's wife. Hasn,t he ever told you about what happened 25 years ago? Why, no, what did happen. lTll tell you, said Johnts father. t'Our story goes back to the year 1914 when my wife and I owned a fishing schooner off the coast of Newfoundland. John, when he was 15 years old, came on board the ship for his first trip. While he was on shore he was always tinkering with something they called a radio. I, with little education, didn,t know much about it so naturallyI was against his wasting his money on it. Well, the day came that we were to t sail and I went into Johnts cabin. As I entered what do you think I saw on a small tableea radio and he was tinkering with it. In the argument that followed I wanted him to take the radio off the ship but he pleaded with me so I let it stay. The fishing was swell that season and the boat was just loaded. During the evening after work it I wanted to talk to my son, Pd find him in the cabin with his radio. One day in January a; think it was the 20th dayi the barometer started to fall. From that day on how the winds did howl. The decks were washed With the waves and the boat creaked all over. During the tenth day of the hurricane, the lookout spotted a giant iceburg approach- i ing from the north. I took the wheel of the ship and heaved it Like ?jlat 8

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Awakening quickly, he said, Why, I never saw anyone like you. Your s0es0eo tskip i0. Disaster asked, How did you get my name and address and how did you know I could sing? Mr. Phelps said, Well, one day I happened to be riding in the park. I saw you singing to the birds, then followed you home, found out your name and you have a lifelong contract with me. Oh! Mr. Phelps! cried Disaster, 1tI hnally came through. DOROTHY VECE, 982. at MURDER AIUONG THE CAST HE scene opens when the play at the studio was in full progress. The leading man 'was pointing the gun at the villain. He shouted, HYou made my family and me suffer long enough, now Itm going to kill you. Following his words he fired and the villain slumped to the floor. Of course blanks were put in the gun. The play was soon ended. Everyone left the stage except the villain, who was still on the floor. Suddenly there was a loud scream. A lady fainted and a man raced to her. She managed to say, Richard Todd is dead. Shot! They called a doctor. The police and many reporters Cluttered the place up. The police examined the gun and found that it Contained real bullets and that one was just fired. The problem was to find who put them in the gun. No doubt the leading man was innocent and didntt know about the bullets in the gun. The famous detective Eugene Westly was called on the case. He was noted for his cleverness in solving cases. Days followed and no progress, but suddenly a thought dawned on Eugene Westly. Who was Mr. Richard Todd? Where did he come from? The only one that knew him a little was the manager of the studio. Here he found out that the propman was unfriendly with him. They had quarreled before the play began. Mr. Todd left the propman in a rage. The propman denied the fact that he killed Mr. Todd but not the fact that he hated him. Upon being asked why, he would not tell. Mr. Westly, going over the back part of the stage, found something that made him ex- claim, nThatts where I saw Richard Todd. Why didIft I think of it before? The leading lady, Natalie Ritz,s face is also familiar, except for the slight changed color of hair. Elite ffilat 10