Findlay High School - Trojan Yearbook (Findlay, OH)

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Page Nine 1918 ANNUAL Is your company returning? Yes, we leave tomorrow night. Jeane followed him to the door and Wil- kins leaned against a small table, talking feverishly. They looked out into the little flagged courtyard in which the men, some in gray shirt sleeves, some in tunics, were lounging about among the little piles of accoutrements and packs. Here and there a man was shaving by the aid of a little mirror supported on a handcart. Jests and laughter were flung into the quiet afternoon air. A little group was feeding pigeons, which at the sight of the crumbs, had swarmed irridescent in the far corner near the gabled barn. Here the French nurse and British officer stood and talked freely concerning the rav- ages of the war. Wilkins was just asking jeane about her German patient, when he noticed Sergeant Smith approaching. Here comes Sergeant Smith to pay you his visit of adieu, he said laughingly. Jeane welcomed the newcomer in her calm, dignified way. , I came, said Smith, after the usual greetings were over, to ask about our patient. Does he continue to improve ? He is very much better, monsieur, re- plied jeane thoughtfully. l'm afraid, said Sergeant Smith, en- deavoring to smile, that Stroebel is paying court to Miss jeanef' A spot of color burned on Jeane's pale cheek and VVilkins frowned angrily. Smith noted the eeffct of his ill-chosen words, and stammering a few words, he departed. Bone chance, called Jeane, quickly re- covering herself. l think, said VVilkins, turning to Jeane, that Sergeant Smith is rather inclined to be blunt. You must not mind what he says. He wishes to speak to me so I must take my leave. He extended his hand. Bonne chance, monsieur, she smiled and disappeared from the doorway. At the entrance of the barracks Captain VVilkins fell in with Sergeant Smith. Wilkins, said the latter, 'jusz one word of warning concerning Miss jeane. She, as I said before, is paying too much atten- tion to Stroebel. I'm afraid she will be planning a way for him to escape, because he says so often that he would like to be back in the trenches. She is too sensible for that, snapped Wilkins, and walked on. It was dark on the following night, when a company marched away. As on the pre- vious day, the enjoyable weather had changed with the coming of night, and a fine rain was falling. The soldiers were in- deed an illustrious sight to behold, each with his little pack. But to an experienced regiment this has no illusions. The knowl- edge. of what is about to happen produces gravity. The way was difficult. Here was a heap of earth thrown up and there an awful hole caused by an exploding shell. This condi- tion of the road, together with the darkness of the night made traveling very slow and perilous. Occasionally a rocket was sent up which cast its livid white light, for an in- stant over the entire country, then again all would lapse into darkness and silence. Captain NVilkins leading his little army tramped on in silence, and in deep thought. His mind was occupied with the events of that day. They were too momentous. He could scarcely grasp the situation. To him, it seemed like a dream. Yet Sergeant Smith had forboded it. just as he had said, the German officer, Stroebel, had mysteriously disappeared, and-he choked-Jeane was held as a spy. She was charged with hav- ing planned the German's escape. He knew the penalty was death. That dreadful sen- tence was to be carried out on May 18th. Probably he would never see her again. At the right of the village the road made a sharp detour, skirting a bit of high ground. Now the increased flashes of light accompanied by the distant rumbling of ex- plosion, and the sharp barking of the can- non told the men thtat they were going to have a bloody night. Wilkins greeted this with a fiendish delight. Anything was bet- ter than thinking of Jeane. Thus they hur- ried on, eager to relieve those weary men who had been fighting so desperately and heroically for the past few days. The wearisoine conflict had continued for two nights and days, when, on the third night, there came a pause. Both sides were tired of fighting. Tonight the sky was not a brilliant red as it was on the previous nights. The moon shed its pale light down upon the earth and the stars twinkled mer- rily as if they, too, were glad to see peace again. Send the word along, boys, not to shoot. I'm goin' out thar ter see what I can do, said Jake Martin, a restless young British soldier. Look here, young fellow, said Wilkins, who gave you permission to go out there P VVell, er, you see sur, I wanted somethin' to do. i So do I, said Wilkins, just anything to keep a person from thinking when in a place like this. I'm going with you. They had been out about an hour when they saw two men coming, not far away. CContinued on Page 245

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Page Eleven 1918 A N N U A L f .Q l y - in , ' ,A yo S r iff sf' f sl 4 L Q D 5 .., sz, 1 -, il X J, C 3' fo lf all the studies being carried are successfully completed, ninety-two Seniors will graduate from dear old lf. ll. S. on June 7. The Class of '18 is one of the largest in the history of the school. -E' -!' 'Z- This .Xnnual is the only publication telling of the achievements of F. ll. sl for the present school year. Therefore it should be preserved by all with the greatest care. The Class of.'l8 was one of the leading factors in the success of the Blue and Cold Weekly last year. but -conditions this year would not permit its repetition. Owing to the faithfulness of the staff, including Miss Gibson and Mr. lfinton, this is the biggest, and certainly one of the best Annuals ever published in F. ll. S. The credit' for this successful school year is largely due to our new superintendent, Mr. 1. F. Mattison, Mr, lfmton, the principal, and to the other members of the faculty. lt has surely been unfortunate that the Lincoln and Vtlashington Freshmen could not be with the upper classes in the Central ll. S. This Annual series to bind the schools more closely together. Three of our teachers. Mr. XVertht-ini, Mr. Meyers and Mr. Skidmore, have left dttring this school year to do their might with l'ncle Sam in the war for democracy. All three are .missed very much by their former pupils. ln my estimation nothing could be written to pay them higher tribute. 'X-'I'-X' Patriotism has reigned through the entire school system in Findlay this year. The four classes of lf. ll. S, have purchased live Liberty lionds this year. .Ks far as we can secure information, Iiind- lay lligh started bond buying in the lligh Schools of the United States. Follow the example set by the future citizens of our country and buy a bond. XVhcn the lied Cross presented the Junior movement to the pupils, they arose as one and every lligh School student is a member of the Junior Red Cross. A fine illustration of what is called school spirit. .Nlso a high standard for the person who has not stepped from the ranks of the slackers and 'oinetl the Red Cross. l .l Thrift Stamps? Certainly. After good Asales by each school, the students were spurred on by foursminute speeches. The speakers deserve high credit for their patriotic spirit. Findlay lligh School students and graduates will make a name for the country in the purchase of stamps this summer. -Z' -X' -X' l'pon -the first. page of this book are the.picturcs of three young men, all former F. ll. S. men, who have given their lives that democracy might hve. Sergeant Rice M. Hell died at Camp Sherman after a very brief sickness. Lieutenant Myles K. Qelwicks, of the U. S. Aviation Corps, lost his life when his plane fell dur- ing a trial rlight at lxelley Field, Texas. , Gregg Cehring was one of the victims of the Tuscania. t - All. three boys were well liked by their classmates and the entire student body and faculty ex- press their sorrow and deep sympathy to the parents of these gallant youths. 'I' 'X'-X' lfour fellows who really belong to our class are in service. Theodore A. Lawrence, commonly known as Ted, is in the navy, lle is aboard the l'. S. S. Standard Arrow, and has crossed and recrossed the ocean several times. Wayne Smith is a member of the Great Lakes Naval Training School, llerman Gibson is with the former Ohio National Guard at Camp Sheridan. NValter L. Doetry is at Fort Meyer. Va., just across the river from yVashington, D. C. Doerty is in the Quartermas- ter's Corps. Our best wishes go along with these fellows, our former teachers and alumni in the service, and we surely are proud of them. 'X' 'Z' 'X- l,isteu, juniors, Sophomores and Freshmen, if you don't have a diploma from F. H. S. you'll wish you did have, so dou't give up the ship. Your country needs the best you have in you. and besides, you owe it to yourself.