Franklin High School - Molecule Yearbook (Franklin, VT)

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10 THE CHI IS'IMAS MYSTERY Gnu. , in Terry v a? coming for Cbr i f t rua • j i 'Th e fact t oa t he G;« Aunt Jane ovory yoar better then the last. And thl yuJi’ would be the best of all; he was sure of It, Such ran the thoughts of Tom Wallace on tho evening of December 22 He had purchased most of the presents he was planning to give The only person that remained was his father, Mr Wallace had said he wanted a gun to use against the woodchucks that ravaged thd meadows. But, of course, buying a thing such as a gun would be impossible for Tom, He would just have to settle for a pair of slippers. He was planning to give Terry a B.B. gun. He wondered idly as he was getting ready for bed just what Terry was getting for him. Last year it had been an electric train. He wondered where Terry got all his money. Probably from his mother. Tom had to earn all of his. Thirteen is an un lucky age, he thought as he drifted off to sleep, Good morning. Tommy, sAid his mother when he entered the kitchen on the following mor- ning. Morning, Where's Dad? 'Jane called from the rail- road station this morning. He's gone down to pick her up. Now eat your breakfast. That finished that. So, Terry was comAng a day early and Tom's father had gone down to meet Them. That meant that Te ry would not be staying th?:oe days a.ftar Christmas as usual. Tom felt cold whan he realised it also meant they would not be going to town again until after Christmas. He wouldn t be able to buy the slippers for his father. Terry was twelve, friendly, and fun to be with. Prom the way he came into the house, slamming the door, and knock- ing over a chair, you might suppose he was clumsy. Quite the opposite; he was very acile, but anyone trying to run with two suitcases is bound to hit something, Hello, Tom. Hello, Mrs, Wallace, he called. Hello, Terry, she ans wered, Put your suitcases in Tommy's room and then come back here. I want to talk to you, As they left the room, Tom exclaimed, When my mom wants to talk to you, you're in for it. They reached the bedroom. Do I put 'my bags here? Terry asked, standing by the closet door. Yes, by the way, do you have all your Christmas pre- sents? What do you think I have in this suitcase? Well, Tom answered, 1 just hone there is nothing breakable! May I see them? No! Yours is in there. Do you havo all of yours? ,:T still have to get a pair of slippers for my father. So ar,s i od was he in trying to think how be would get his

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■LX,. x ? onor ’ l yre j an L he tmiHily noticed what his friend said reply. In truth, the only conversation he remembered was an argument over who would get up first Christmas morning. Even trimming the tree, which normally would have him seething with excitement , scarcely interested him at all. On Christmas morning his first thought upon awakening was that Terry was not there. He had lost the bet. Then he got up and started downstairs. His father met him at the foot of the stairs, I was just coming up- for you. And thanks for the slip- pers. Dad, I'm sorry, but I couldn't get anywhere to buy your present. I wanted to get you some slippers, but I couldn't, Tom finished lamely What do you mean? I have the slippers! his father said, Tom repeated that he had not bought any slippers. The rest of the family were questioned, but if any of them had bought the gift, they would not admit to it. That night when he was go- ing to bed, Tom asked, I won- der where those slippers came from? I have no ideal his cousin answered. Do you know? Ernest-Quintin '65 CONTINUED PROM Page 11; friends. But at laar.t pa U 'u.' » hah charged now, I rohu myself, if try- ing to decide I?.tween good or bad. The movement started with the recognition for the need of unification, then the Mafia, and the sprawling Inter- stellar Crime Syndicate, of which I was member. Certain- ly we were united. But unifi- ed by what? Definitely not love or loyalty. No it was fear. Fear of what would hap- pen if you didn't co-operate with your superiors. This is the principle on which the syndicate operated, and now made it a major threat to the law of the stars. Yet, iron- ically it is our main weakness While we are fighting for hate and fear, the Interstellar Police are fighting for loyal- ty, love, and courage. It is written--the wrong shall fail, the right prevail. Perhaps we should turn back from the certain death of the Laser light guns? Pear. First a small flickering flame in the wind, is slowly growing to a blazing inferno, engulfing and consuming everv tree of reason in its oath, including my cour age, and sanity. I tried to think clearly. My only thought was to break away from the squadron of ships, escape and live. Remain and die. It was as simple as that. I tri- ed the controls; nothing hap- pened. They must have been automatically controlled to prevent precisely what I was trying to do. I ran from com- partment to ccmpartment like a madman, trying tc find what wasn't there. The co-crimnals were out there doing the same t ing. Trying to find victory where there was only defeat, I was merely p pawn it, the game of d otn