Fort Madison High School - Madisonian Yearbook (Fort Madison, IA)

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THE HIGH SCHOOL TIMES noxse ceased every sense was alert and all eyes were centered on the field By the end of the fxrst half nexther sxde had scored due to the excellent trammg of both teams The crowd was xn suspense banners were waved frantlcally and yell masters ran madly up and down the hnes havmg for the t1me become human jumplng Jacks ln thexr efforts to create greater enthusxasm The th1rd quarter started durmg whxch the players engaged 1n a hard struggle and still the score remaxned the same Before the end the wh1stle sounded Fellow hurt Who was nt? The full back' Would he be able to flnxsh the game? No hrs ankle was spralned' Our last chance was gone as all depended on hxm Who would take hls place? Why .Tack Fellman the sub full back Nothmg was expected from Jack as he was a freshman and had anxrous glances of many eager spectators seemed to mdncate that they had gxven up all hope The wh1stle sounded again the fourth quarter started wxth .lack realxzmg that hrs playlng mlght w1n or lose for the Alma Mater He had seen the glances and was determlned to make good lf he should be gxven the opportumty One of the opponents has the ball He fumbles' Just as the op posmg guard reached for xt Jack snatched rt and dodgnng an end dashed down the field He IS tackled he clutches the ball txghter He as down' No' He xs on hrs feet aga1n and 15 strugglxng onward The crowd pressed forward Thoughts rush madly through his braxn Now s my chance The team depends on me I must do mt' In l'ns mad rush he glances at the bleachers but nothxng 1S d1st1nct except the goal posts yards away He 1S stopped agam' He staggers I must go on' I must go on' he murmurs Stxll he struggles forward Just a few feet more At last' He throws lumself on the ground the ball goes over the lme just before the whzstle sounds The v1ctory IS ours and Jack the sub 15 the hero 7 1 ! I ' 1 , . ' -. . . . 5 1 . . . ns ,, 11 . , . . - 11 KI - 11 91 - 11 H . . . , . . ,, ' I . ss . ,, ss I p , ' ' - H ' I never played on the team, so, as he appeared on the gridiron, the ' I I 1 I . . ' u , . ,, . ' . . . . ' . - If li ' n . ' . . . . . . ' ,

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THE HIGH SCHOOL TIMES You you ve made a mxstake sez the httle feller The con track sez thet 1f you fa1l tew learn ter play yew gxt tew hunerd dollars but xt may take five years ten years or a hfetune but mf ye dont learn m three months yew glt a han some forfext a free contxnuatlon course rn Cornet mus1c 1nvented by me Then he saw the rumpus he d r1z an made a bolt fur the door pst two lnches ahead of S1 who fell down the first fhght of staxrs after hun When we reached the s1dewalk the perfessor feller wuz out o s1ght an there wuz nuthm fur us t dew but to go hum The fust thzng S1 dnd when we arrove there wuz tew haul out thet horn an fire xt down the well Its funny but now a days I never hear anythm about good mvestments or the benefits uv muslc from hxm TI-IE SUB ARDELLA DEITRICK 17 vfxs T was ten m1nutes of four by the assembly clock and xg 57 many a paxr of anxxous eyes watched the hands eral mmutes of restlessness the bell rang and books If g?3wllXCf'J!, were closed w1th a bang for thxs was Fnday and -J A kr after school a mass meet1ng was to be held to arouse enthusxasm among the students Saturday we were to play a team that had the reputatlon of bexng the strongest team ln the state and lf we won the Southeastern Champxonshlp would be ours For an hour or more school yells and songs rang through the usually sllent rooms while many a weak vozce dxscovered strength It had never known before Saturday dawned clear and crxsp Th1s pronused swlft playmg and good results By two th1rty the largest and most enthusxashc crowd ever assembled 1n the town was waxtmg xrnpatlently for the whlstle that would start the p1gsk1n down the held Some were ln the bleachers others ID cars and stxll others more excxted walked up and down the s1de lmes Dunng the half hour that followed the well prac tlced yells tore the anr as the teams assembled on the gndmron Every where comments were heard concernxng the strength of the opponents They are a husky bunch but we can hold them' We must do It I hear Brown 1S playmg full back agam Yes and he IS the strongest man they have M1d yells and comments the whxstle sounded All 6 ss s y . , . s ... ' , - . . ' , 1 . . . l . , 1 7 . . , . . . 1 . . . , sn , . , 1' 1 ' I ' U ' Y 1 ' n n Y ' V - . ' 1 1 ' ' I! , . Y , . fflfrf' 1 3? . . ' mg ,, S V2.4 y which seemed to move slower than usual. After sev- R K ff ' , , . Vi: r . I . . . V ,6 1 1 5 . 1 . . 7 . - . ' . . I . l . Y ' 1 - ' , A - , . ss 11 U - yy li I , . . . . . ,, bn . - , ' n - -

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vf '5'0'3T of Q E THE HIGH SCHOOL TIMES JUST A DREAM EMILY HITCH 17 sat around the fire that nlght Father Mother Beth and I How well I remember' I lay before the open flre rn the grate makmg bu1ld1ngs wtth my blocks Father sat on one slde w1th h1s arm around Beth wh11e Mother sat on the other her pretty fingers busy at some fancy work Father smoked h1s long meer schaum plpe and Beth looked mto the fire I knew what she thought of we d1d It often together weavmg dream stones from the tmy 1nv1s1ble creatures and strange black shadows We stayed just that way for a long txme Presently Father started to tell us a story It was that old one about the flax when the lxttle gtrl count ed the sparks as they flew up the ch1mney He had just fimshed the story when old Mose called Father 1nto the hall and soon Mother and Beth followed I lay there thmkmg and dreammg Pretty soon some one was talkmg I couldnt tell gust who xt was Then I couldnt under stand what It meant but now I know One spark one spark one spark more of my lxfe slowly dymg out Ah soon I shall d1e Gone forever and who w1ll m1ss me? What have I done to deserve th1s slow horr1b1e death wh1ch I know 1S commg to me? My whole l1fe It seems has been preparmg me for th1s slow torture How I wxsh 1t would cease When I was young I looked forward to what seemed to me then my hfe as I would l1ve lt Do you hate nasty cellars where you l1e an the cold dreadmg the approach of a horrlble rat wxth black beady eyes? Do you hate the sharp blade of an axe? Do you hate even the thought of that awful rendmg stroke that tears clear through the heart of your sutferxng body? I was happy when I held the new leaves each sprmg Then I longed to be away IfI had but known' The w1nd as lt s1ghed through the leaves or moaned thru the branches pleased me But that awful longmg was st1ll 1n my heart And now when l1fe IS gomng gomg slowly never to return my heart ached as lt never d1d before For what good have I done 1n my 11fe? I have warmed the llttle boy who rs sleepmg so soundly on the hearth rug before me I slowly opened my eyes The Ere had nearly dxed away leavxng the room almost dark only a soft pmk glow through the Whlte ashes I sat up and slowly one by one a few last txny sparks made the1r rxb 8 1 , . .113 :IQ S 1 ' X ' . . ', . ' A , , 'fo 05 ', . . . . . I . 1 v ' A 4 fx U Q3 . . . ' 4, . ii 35 ,bi , of 'I 'D - , . I , ' so ,, . . , . . , ,. , 1 - . 1 I ii 1 n 1 1 ' 1 ' 1- Y 1 ' Y ' 1 1 , . I , . ' Y . , . ' 1 , . . . . 1 1 ' t 1 ' I 1 . 11 , . ' 1 1.-1 1 . l n 1 I '