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

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THE CELLULOID DOLL Q. S I WAS wandering through the five and ten cent store without a worry in my head texcept those English notesl I happened to notice a sale of goods toops, pardon me, trashy made in Japan going on. I felt in my pocket for a nickel and thought my brother, John, would like to have a rattle or a doll. I went over to the counter, and picked out a doll which I thought he would like. Arriving home I gave it to my brother. Suddenly, he scowled, raised his foot, and crushed the doll. at was made of celluloidJ Amidst all the wreckage stood, unhurt, a piece of tube about two inches long and about one-half inch in diameter. 1 did not know what to do at first, but my father, who had watched the scene, picked up the pieces and chanced to see something written in code. Not knowing what to do he decided to go the F. B. I. When we arrived, I told the man in charge all thathad happened. When I had finished, he called one of his aides and together they tried to figure out the message, but gave up. Then they sent it to Washington. The answer came back, saying tand I quotel: Will declare war on the United States December 7. Get prints assembled. Will get the dolls on Pier 3. Small boat, big American flag, with small one. Through the stock markets we found this shipment was supposed to have gone to Yapmonaca Monecoy, a lap whom the F. B. I. had under suspicion. Yapmonaca did not know this, so that when war broke out and the G-men arrested him, he was caught off guard. This shipment of dolls was supposed to arrive on De- cember 7, but since he was arrested, Leeges Five and Ten Cent Store got them. We searched his house and could not find any- thing, but then we remembered Pier 3, and hurried along there. We found a firm which makes vases. Nine out of ten of their shipments went to Japan. It was backed by Yapmonaca's money. As we were going through the place, one of our men knocked over a vase and found that it had hollow walls. After breaking the vases we found parts of blueprints for the Garaud rifle, and after being Charged with this Yapmonaca committed hari-kari. PETER PATANE, 9B7. 7 515a 9W

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HTERHRY THE MYSTERY OF THE STOLEN HOGIE LL was quiet in the boys, lunchroom when suddenly there A was a shriek followed by a thud. It was Angelo Lista. When Lista was revived he was asked what was wrong. Lista gasped and said, t'My hogie, the twentieth one, itts been stolen. After school Lista went to the Genzano Detective Agency. After a long talk they went down to the lunchroom together. They walked around and started to look for Clues. Johnny Gen- zano stooped over and picked up two articles and put them in an envelope. nWhat are they? inquired Lista. Genzano stood silent for a moment, then said, Nothing, but I assure you the guilty party will be found by tomorrow. Next day when the bell rang at the beginning of the fourth lunch, Genzano disguised himself as a pretzel and ran down to the girls, lunchroom. When the lunchroom was fllled he bought a bowl of soup and started to walk around. He looked at all the girls with blond hair. At last he stopped at Yolanda Appachelli and said, Come along, young lady, Ilm taking you to the office. B-but why? stammered Yolanda as her face grew red. ttFor the theft of twentythogies, answered Johnny. All right, cried Yolanda; but what are you going to do about it? When he heard who the thief was Angelo was mortified; im- mediately he hunted Johnny. When he found him he asked, nHow did you find her? nThose two articles I put in the envelope were blond hairs and a chipped piece of congo nail polish. Naturally I knew it was a girl. Yolanda has blond hair and Chipped congo nail polish. But how did she get in the boys lunchroom? Every day she would get dressed as a lady who works in the kitchen and when Lista was buying milk she would pretend to be taking dishes off of the table and steal the hogie. Later Yo- landa was sentenced to one year in Vare prison. Now every day when Lista sees Johnny he waves his hand and says, Allah be praised. MICKEY Es POSITO, 9B2. Ehyiiat 6

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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