Eleanor McMain High School - Echoes Yearbook (New Orleans, LA)

 - Class of 1945

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At least I didn't faint again 'to see thelcreature lying on the bed. Then I realized that- Heavenly days!" I exclaimed as I saw him there, peacefully sleeping, "I haven't called the FBI yet and here is the Spy they're' looking for!" ' I was past being just scaredg I was I Why George! Yes, certai ly I answered' surprised to hear from him. Are you at home?" 'No, but I will bein a little while. Now, Ellen, are you sure lyou're all right?" He sounded' a bit anxious. "Of course, dear. Did you hear about my little experience last night?" Schultz and Mickey were one and -the' same. I dont think Im always so' slow on the uptake but this thing. had really got me down. - "George! He's-he's-" I couldn't finish. , -"One of the best men in the whole secret service. Our secret service, Ellen." He was laughing now, for , 4.-e. sy H ,jlflfifij ' iz-,S Q.. -' 5 .ff 'Lf .e'f.1.-"i?5?1'iiflffa'-'5i'?5iii?'iiiil ' P+ ',f" e".-'rT'!fi'PfTFfair-ssvfk. - -,am "- Q-,.f-i:"f-2'sw..w ' .,f. 1- -K---:rf re 1' .' -bv ',-.-.l sf rn.,-1' we 4 .- ' . -A 'f-.ref- i 1-,L .1 I ., - 11 ,. 1. -- ' , .1 - I 4 .,--v-,,.3-,er gm, ' I., 1 .,, -:Q - A M.. p - N. , i . -i . ,, N.-,..1.,.f,.,i-.rv.i4 A P X t 4 s L 4 r .Yi b D la -I fs 5, , Inu 1 1 4 "i Q is A l 4, ' ' u ' is Z? ' n , ff Q -r 9 1 3 in ' H H u , . 1 if 1 el i 1 terrified. When I picked up the 'phone and tried to ask for the FBI, my vocal cords wouldn't work. My "I'll say I did!" "Did they get him?" i "They sure did." Sure. "Gracious, George! What have I done? I demand an explanation!"l T A 'r ,I. in-0 1' ' il 'Pi' Yi 'nd ,J .fri v .-x. F .ga -1. ., i .- inxce am? hand Shocfk In ifmch ihat , I was afraid he was laughing at "Well, honey, you saved his life, ad to 16DlaCE the 1ece1ve1 and iest. - . . , - I wished I were dead ifunot for the me, but pushed the thought aside. for'one thing. You see-but sup- Vw . ' . . for this was certainly no laughing pose we leave these two alone while gy mess I was in, then for getting into . . ,, - y,f' it. Here in my Own house was a matter. He hung up after a while I explain. ' . 4 . horrible Nazi, and he had been Snot' and I hurried to get home before him. .They were getting along fine and By whom., That question had no G On the Way I Sta!-tefj wondering didnt know whether we were there gn' right to pop up just at my most con- lf the apartment was golng to be all orlnot, so we went into' the bedroom. gn, fused moment. Since it was there, torn up from a flghi' or If the floor Now ten me' I insisted' ' however, it wonldnyt go away. He would be covered with cigarette ash- 'THe caught that German spy de- '-if Conldnlt have been snot by the FBI, es. I knew I hadn't done the dishes scribed in the papers and imperson- n because George' my husband, is in and naturally the bed wouldn't be ated him because-" 4 "'V E ,A that outfit and it is Supposed to be made. Thus, before I knew it, I "What about the real'spies?" jj' pretty good. But they could have was running up the Stairsffo Oul' "They had never seen Schultz. :T missed! It was dark! apartment- When they learned that the FBI Then I hit on a new theory' The The door wasn't locked! knew about them, they suspected ' an FBI nadnvt a thing to do with the ffHeaven1y daysyr I thought. UMTS- Mickey and tried to getirid of him, 1 situationg at least, not directly, There Jenkins didn't lock up. 0 Lord, but he escaped iii the dark-" 3, must be a gang of spies who realized please don't let us have been robbed." "And ,then came here?" that SOON-21' 01' later the FBI W0li'fi Then I was inside, to find every- "Yes. The others didn't dare fol- -catch this man and find the TEST thing as neat as a pin in the living low because it would raise too much '-:' lj thl'0Ugi1 him- S0 they had decided room and kitchen. Someone had of a disturbance. Besides, they to do away with him- B'-it he had cleaned the whole apartment. Who? thought they had fixed him and that 9SCaDed, right into the hands of the In the bedroom I found the answer- heid be dead soon, past doing them FBI? that is, .lust HS SOOU 25.1 C0Uid a pretty girl, who turned quickly as any harm. We didn't know anything reacll them. t D I entered andtspoke before I could about Mickey's condition until you I was surely relieved when I put find my voice. called us." I fn that l'9C0iVeI' down after taikilig to "Hello! Mickey told me to wait "You weren't in Washington, ,fi the aUi3h0i'iti0S' 0ffi091'S would' bv for him here. That was all right, then?" I questioned. ' Y P I I was a bit taken aback, but after to stay here right next to a whole .ge- fects of tide drug, I decided to ask the night before, I could expect prac- ring of spies. You see, they were K 'ffl Mrs' Jenkme, the landlady, fo Stay tically anything. Then I recognized living at that address you found in ' A' ii"i A with him until' they came' her as the girl whose picture was in Mickey's wallet. The other wasn't ' 1317! I 11'1YSelf had to be OU dl-IW at the man's wallet. ' a important any Ilongerg that's where :pg the -hospital in forty-five minutes, Mickey? That wasnyt his name! Schultz was originally! . 'which gav? me Just tune 'enfough tg nwho is Mickeyr, I was so rude HHOW did you finally get thenny, jf? dress' Swa low a cup 0 Cof ee' in that the poor child looked posinveiy I thought he was going 'wo Slow- :fi catch my usual bus' so I cast aside startled and I can't sa that I blam "That's what I'm tr in to tell ou 'iii' all my worries-a little trick I've dh ' y ' Aft nd I y g t If ' f learned after twenty years of hard e h " h ' h b 'di andeiiai-imiociihfovl wfxiieoriumiclitiii iii - y, es-es my us an. lifgneazi Ziifffg :ln may hgsgxaaii Didn't he tell you I was coming?" to wake Sim- What did YOU give him. E 1 At six in the morning that is a very "Well, now, dear, I-" anyway? solitary affair, for until I get to the George' was goming in and some, "A hYP0-H ' .V'Y bus,,I don't see a soul, and this morn- one was with him, Without finish- "Wowl It must have been power- , ing' WHS H0 different- , .ing my remark, I went into the living ful! Wen, the fest was just 1'0Utiiie- I managed to keep the night's pro- room with the girl. And there was We had them Surrounded and arrest' iwfgi x ceedings from worrying me during the spy! ' ed Witiwllii 3 Shot fifedfn E it the day until G90i'8'e Called me just r Before I could open my mouth, Hoi!! But George, who is that gilil? before I went off duty. - the gi,-1 was in his arms, and She was I mean, what is she doing here?" 'bl' "Hello! Ellen, are you all right?" either a two-timer or else Bruno QContinued on page 341 - f E-C-H-0-E-S 1 i - rhmy-we ,t ,L . A ' ' Z i.- r.-' .- . di' ' -'Q -....!--i' 1- "wr:if-is-'uifkheaiisamlwmi-Q3 . 'A .0-ns! ..sQdi7:3aM'hiiw7 J.?L'Jibi Q-1''ef--C'1I .!i:'.. E-iz. .

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r gh mat,-:?k fA'I.5?,!-:x i JJ.:-,, y , V . 4 W V I nv. . :lg i .. . " -s . ,,,.,. I, ,- .,. ' ..m..e.,- ., . . . I ga-ve him tl strong Iaypon . . My Favorite Entr By Lucille Blake, '46 Dear Diary, The last twenty-four hours have been the most nerve-racking arid thrilling of yours truly's long life. It began with my taking in that soldier, which, in the first place, was all nonsense. He had been in some sort of brawl, we gathered. A Someone had found him on the large front porchg he was shot and badly cut. I was firmly against taking him in, but what else was there to do? It was late and I'm the only one in or near our apartment house with med- ical training-something he could use then and there, apparently, He was conscious--I was positive of that. Although his wounds looked bad, they weren't bad enough to cause the state of unconsciousness which, it seemed to me, was just a pretense. After I had fixed him up as well as possible, the others went back to bed, satisfied and thrilled. They are mostly middle-aged women like me, so I didn't let on my real feelings: even then I felt decidedly suspicious. The poor souls hadn't thought of go- in!! through his pockets and I must admit I was too scared to do so. The soldier was still playing 'nos- sum, so, before he could protest, I gave him a good, strong hyuo. which nut him out like a light. When he had been sleeping for about a half hm -". I finally got up courage enough to pull out his wallet. At first ap- pearance it looked like any other man's. It contained a picture of a pretty, young girl fI remember won- dering what she could see in himl. about twenty-three dollars, some arrnv credentials, a civil service card in the name of Bruno Schultz, a small card with two addresses-one in the next apartment house and one over across the tracks, and a clipping' from a newspaper. , "Heavenly days!" I thought, "I'll bet this is important. Maybe it will explain things", and naturally I be- gan to read. "All citizens of southeast Texas, especially of Jefferson and Orange counties, be on the lookout for a man wearing an army uniform of a sergeant. He is a German spy, but speaks without an accent. He is six feet, one-half inches tall, has blue- gray eyes, and blond hair. He is the sun-tanned, athletic type, with no scars or special marks. "This man is dangerous to our refineries and ship yards. Anyone seeing him, please call the nearest police office as soon as possible. A"Caution: This man is very strong. Do not attempt to fight him. Do not attempt to hold him 'unless all resistance is gone. "This man is wanted alive I" I'm pretty wellshockproof-being a nurse-but this was out of my line. I don't remember anything untilthis morning. I guess I fainted and just went to sleep without coming out of my faint. When I did come to, though, I remembered everything in- stantly, something unusual for me. Thirty , H r E-C-H10-E-S 1 -'neat , o 1.53 , . . '41 gf-g,gggf4g5lg"5Ls,gEi'Zi?l.i.is3tsci:ia1LI?-E ui"1L1:1assiQ'erl2ei1QL- :'is,..fs1s.si.r.X5+?::aagghs+.w.t:f.fr-- ','5fu,ixL'IJbl'J

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if S X 51 'mfr' "Congratulations from Honor Girl" ' . The Golden Rule Carolyn Rice, '46 THE game with Carvel was over! Central High had won the cham- pionship! The gym was alive with- boys and girls, happy in the fact that their school was victorious. Thirty-two . i , ,i , L , N: i-Er 'UI-Iurry up, Janice," called Jackie. "We'l1 be late for supper if you don't pep it up some." "0. K. I'll be there ina secg let me tie my shoestring." As Janice bent down, 'she saw a light-blue wallet lying on the floor. "I guess it's Jackie's," mused Janice, "I'll take it along. Wait up, Jackie. Here I come." "It's about time. Let's stop at Bailey's for a coke. I think we have time." "O.K. with me." t As the girls entered the drugstore, they were hailed from all sides by their friends, but finally made their way to a corner booth -after stop- ping at about ten tables. "Hi, Jackie and Janice. Sit down. Wasn't it a wonderful game? Did you see that long shot Jimmy made? We couldn't have won without it!" exclaimed Margaret. "And did you see -the way Glenn kept Smith, the star player, guarded? He couldn't do a thing to us," inter- rupted Barbara. So ran the conversation for the next fifteen minutes, with everyone talking at once. "Golly, Jackie," said Janice, look at the time. "Let's go so we'11 have plenty of time to get home." "All right. I'll pay the check. Wait outside for me." Janice waited outside, impatient because of the time Jackie was taking in the long line. "I'll just put the dime for my coke in Jackie's wallet. She won't take it if I don't," thought the girl as she was waiting. Janice rummaged through her purse and finally withdrew the wal- let. On seeing the amount of money .in it, she exclaimed to herself, "Gee, Jackie should be more careful. There's no identification and all her money for her ring is in here! I should keep it until tomorrow until ordering time and teach her a les- son!" Just then Jackie came out of the drugstore. "Here, Janice, hold my books while I put this.new picture of Betty in my wallet. Isn't it good? She just got the proofs back. You' should see the one she gave Jack." "Say, Jackie, is that your wallet?" "Sure, whose do you thing it is? You know mother refused 'to let me buy that pretty blue one in Black's. Mildred Williams went in right after me and bought it. "She said--She wouldn't let you- I mean-You haven't a new wallet?" "No, silly, I told you that. Well, here's my bus. See you in school to- morrow." "I'll meet you at the bench. Come early." U E-C-H-O-E-S limit.-i:..iQii1zi-'.?4 f f

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