Grant Union High School - Prospector Yearbook (John Day, OR)

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bellowing, Got the cuss-cuss off that street, ya ignorant fomalo before I get mad and start losing my temperi I whirled and faced LYLE HIBBARD in the blue uniform cf a City Cop. Why Hibbard, I exclaimed, you, of all peoploi He cut mo off with-- Hi Fate, good to soe ya, derned if it ain't. Woll, you're holding up traffic, you know, better get the cuss on across unless you y ant to get run over. I hurried on in frewfc of honking horns and looked back °nly long enough to see tho blue uniform bobbing around and heard a harassed voice bcllov ing, Will you get the cuss-cussout of the v ay before I lose my temper I sav a likely-looking cafe and decided to have my coffee here. As I seated myself at the counter, I glanced over and sav a well-dressed man coming toward mo. This is almost too good to be true, I thought, and all in one day too, for it was nono other than GLENN EDDY hiding behind a simply darling mustache. WeHUM, he said and sat down, What arc you doing here? I told him about my job which I wasn't so proud of anymore, and he thought there was a place for me on his oaper. I agreed to See about it in the morning, and then we fell into talking about the good old days and all the old gang who had made up the '45 Graduating Class twenty years ago. I told him about seeing some of them that very day, and he said, Well, here's anothersuprisc. for you, then. I looked where Eddy pointed, and my mouth fell open; I saw a tidy LEOLA WELLS behind the counter briskly polishing a coffeeurn. At the sound of our voices, she turned around and smiled a vride, toothless smile. I , she said, oufre oo? She deftly set in place a sot of false teeth and told me to close my mouth. Does it hurt? I whispered. Oh no, she sMd. I divorced Henry for it, though. He's working in a leather factory back East now, tanning hides. Henry, I gasped. Yes, buff I haven't been Mrs. Hankins for throe years now-- ever since he put me tnrough a ringer when we worked in a laundry together to collect accident insurance so he could pay hisinabtlne debts. I choked on some coffctf -nd she continued. I had my mouth open yelling and-- suddenly her jaw started-moving vigorously! Page 8

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I took a nickel I’d Veorfkeard .ng for a cup of coffee and headed out of the building calcic rrar: stiic.ck :htc a scrawny little man whom I knocked down. I. picked him up 'vnd was about to say hew sorry I was when I saw tha c it 7c.r raa. ly HAROLD STEELE behind those sunkei’ cheeks. It is you, Isn’t it, Steele I asked him. Yes, I suppose so, ho said listlessly, and then remembering his manners, Hello, Billie, how arc you? Fine, I said bravely, considering pay day had been a week ago. your muscle though, 3coc:io; It’s gone 2 Ho looked dreamily at how the coat hung in folds from his shoulders. I paint, ho said simoly, a3 if that explained everything, Houses? Iasked doubtfully. Ho regarded me with undisguised disdain and drew himself to his full five foot and si;; inches, No, ho said with cold dignity, pictures, and swept away with his clothes flapping about him awkwardly. ’Walking on down the street, I v as suddenly confronted by a tall, slim man wearing dark glasses. In his hand was cup which had few coins In It. Help the blind, he said, please help the blind. I clutched my nickel fiercely, but my conscience won at last. I was about to drop it in the cup when the man grabbed mo and pulled me around a corner. He took off his glasse.% and then I almost doubled up laughing when I saw it was RICHARD PORTER with an good eyesite as he’d ever had. I couldn't let you do It after I saw who you were, he said laughing. I swallowed gratefully and asked him If this was his regular business. Ho told me it was and it made a very good livingibr his family, too. Well, who finally hooked you. Porter? I wanted to know. He grinned bashfully and showed me a picture of a dignified looking blonde woman surrounded by about five little boys viho were staring fascinatedly at tho camera, Why, that looks like-------not GRACE LOHFi I gasped. The same, he said proudly, then putting his dark glasses, back on and the picture away, he said goodbye and moved haltingly off to cry out, Blind--help a poor blind man. I stifled a giggle and continued on my way. As I crossed the street, I failed to notice the light was red until I heard a voice ago 7

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and down with a clack-clock-clack-clack. Lcola slipped the teeth out nervously and went back to her- polishing. I looked at Eddy. He shrugged and said that when she got ex- cited her teeth always stuck. As we payed, Lcola said ood-i and we said goodbye and left. Eddy said his helicopter was right -’round the corncr,and since he had to go out and cover an assignment on a circus, why didn’t I come along? I decided I might as well, so we stepped into his Hcllco and in a few minutes were hovering over the circus grounds delicately, Eddy brought it down gently nd telling me to be back there in an hour, he went off on his assignment. I v andered through the grounds and suddenly came upon thean- imal section. I saw a large crowd gathered aroung the lion’s cage. There was a sign that said, MLady Maria, Greatest Woman Liontanbr on Earth. The act was very good, and then suddenly, I was seized, with an odd feeling X had soon this Lady Maria somewhere,before. Then it hit me. That was IIARY HOHNSON, or I would eat those pink silk tights she was wearing. she made a flashy little bow and scurried out of the cage,just missing being torn apart by a wicked blow aimed in her direction. The lion who had aimed sighed and went back and lay down. I came to the carnival grounds. There was one sign that stood out before all the rest. It said: Madame Mandrake, Mind Reader Magnificent. I examined the facade and being broke, was about to turn sadly away when a voice above me said, 'Veil.hello, Billie. I looked up to meet the ticket taker's eyes and fainted when I saw it was GORDON MULLENNEX. I awoke in a darkened room which was amply supplied with slightly soiled rugs and cushions. Incense stung the aii; and then I noticed a little platform and a few chairs. A small woman dres- sed in filmy robes cane through a door by my cot and said, Well, Billie. Gordon told me, but I couldn't believe it. I felt very tired as I said, Ilello, LURA honey, There was not time tft do much talking as her act started in a minute. Dis- closing my financial status, I told them I’d better leave. Stick around, Gordon said with a hint of pride in his voice, the Utae woman’s pretty good. We’ll let you In free. iBwiauBiou uno niysica exass to myself. s back In 1945 and nodded knowingly Page