Ferndale Union High School - Tomahawk Yearbook (Ferndale, CA)

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Patrick Casey, fwhat do yer mane? Where have ye been F Bridget was so surprised at seeing her husband that she could think of nothing else to say. Bridget,,' he cried as he began to explain, Oi hardly know fwhat to think meself. Is it really ye, and is it me ? Then he told her as much as he could--how he had lost his memory by a fall and had lived as a tramp, remembering nothing until she had now hit him with the iron skillet. Bridget threw her arms about her ragged husband in an ecstasy of joy. f'0i always knew ye'd come back some day, Pat, me bye, she half sobbed, and Oi always have loved ye in spite of yer faults. But ye'1l promise to be a good and faithful husband now, won't ye ? she added as she kissed him fondly on the forehead. Ui promise, said Pat as he stood on his tiptoes and planted a kiss on his wife's rosy cheek. . xx ' - R ... I N-. . a i: . Elin fllipisnhe Fay West, 'I6. A well known member of our Student Body, who is noted for her absentmind- edness, was visiting New York City for the first time. The snow had been falling steadily all afternoon and was piled high along the sidewalks. Sleighs, horses, autos and street cars were flying in-all directions giving warning with their clank- ing bells, tooting of hideous horns and rattling of lumbering drays to the pedes- trians as they crossed the street on their way to their many destinations. When above all the noise and clamor of the busy New York thoroughfare, rose the shrill whistle of the traffic policeman, the signal for all vehicles to stop, then the shriek of an auto horn, and all was quiet. . This dear little friend of ours in a magnificent long crimson coat, a rich scarf of white fox wrapped around her throat, her little hands in a huge muff, a large picture hat with nodding plumes, was absentmindedly picking her unaccustomed way, dodging a street car here, an auto there, a thundering dray, another ma- chine and yet another, then suddenly stopping and looking dejectedly into a pool of muddy slush, just under the feet of an approaching team. As the crowd gath- ered around this attractive miss from Ferndale Union High, all craning their necks to see what had happened and expecting that something terrible had taken place, what was their surprise to see as they followed the direction of her discon- solate look, her diminutive gold vanity bag. 16

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lations were in vain for Bridget was busy and the tramp was peacefully sleeping in the cellar. Miss Hyman, after paying the cabdriver, had come quietly into her home and started for her room. She had just reached the top of the stairs when she heard a noise. She tried to open the door but was surprised to find it locked. Faith and begoura, ye'd bether be lettin' me out. Bridget'll be for wringin' me poor neck if Oi donit get downstairs moighty quick. Miss Luella is comin' home and she is cranky as a cacklin' hen when things ainit ready. Now will ye let me out ? blustered Mike. Miss Luella, still more puzzled at this wild outburst in lVFike's familiar brogue, turned the key and let him out. Oh, Oi beg yer pardon, Miss Luella, but some baste locked me in there when Oi was fer buildin' yer fire, Mike explained. Never mind explaining, Mike, go downstairs and tell Bridget I want my lunch up here. With this bidding Mike started hastily downstairs, wondering what Bridget would say to him for staying away so long. He soon found out, for he met her at the door entering the hall, her arms folded and a look of indignant anger on her face. ' Ye air worse by a whole lot than me husband was, who run away and never come back since. If he iver does come back Oi moight forgive him, bein's there's people so much lazier than he was. Poor Pat, Oi wonder where he can be. He moight have been a good man even if he did go on a toot once in awhile. Bridget's anger had turned to sorrow and sympathy for her long lost hus- band and instead of scolding Mike as she intended she went into the kitchen and prepared a dainty lunch for Miss Luella and then took it to her room. Not until she had come back through the dining room did she notice the untidiness and disorder of the dining room table. Now can ye tell me fwhat's been splatherin' around here and muddlin' things up like that ? she stormed. Mike, air ye the guilty one P Bridget hurried to the kitchen, but not finding Mike there she started outside. Going through the hall she met the tramp, face to face, just as he was coming up through the trapdoor from the cellar. Bridget let out a shriek. Holy Mither, fwhat do yer mane? So yer the one fwhat's been raisin' all this rumpus. Ye locked Mike in Miss Luella's bedroom and ye mussed up the dining- room. Bridget, now more angry than alarmed, grabbed the poor tramp by the arm and towed him into the kitchen. Here she seized the first thing she saw, un- luckily for the tramp it was an iron skillet, and hit him on the head. The tramp fell to the fioor half stunned and as he lay there Bridget knelt down and peered into his face. Imagine her surprise when she recognized this ragged tramp as her husband. When the tramp had recovered his senses sufficiently to know' that something had hit him, he slowly arose and putting his hand to his head took a look at Bridget. ln her he recognized his wife, and then he remembered all. While in a drunken fit he had fallen and bumped his head. His memory had left him and he had gone away and left his wife, Bridget, to care for herself while he had wandered about and lived as a tramp. I5

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ENTRANCE TO IIUBIBOLDTS EXHIBIT umhnliJt'5 Rxbihit Erla Ring, 'I6. H .A NE of the most interesting and comprehensive exhibits to be Q seen in the California 'building at the Panaina-Pacific Exposi- uj 6 F., tion is that of Humboldt County: through the tireless efforts 'if of XY. S. Clark and F. Coonan it is represented as are few Q other counties of the state. Sonoma, Mendocino, and Humboldt are to be found to- gether within a great facade of redwood. This beautiful facade is of interest not only because it is constructed of redwood, but also from the fact that all other facades constructed by other counties of the state are of stucco. The exposi- tion commissioners demanded this of all counties, but made a special concession to Humboldt. as she is the heaviest producer of redwood lumber in the world. Approaching the Humboldt exhibit one is attracted by the beautiful entrance which is made entirely of Humboldt woods and is located on the main aisle in the California State building. The entrance arch is twelve feet wide and fourteen feet high. Above the entrance is an ornamental hood of clamshell design. in the center of which is a large shield with crossed axes and the words Humboldt County. The lighter border crowning this hood is of vari-colored jeweled glass, and with the lights playing through this the effect is very attractive. I7