Hamilton Collegiate Institute - Vox Lycei Yearbook (Hamilton, Ontario Canada)

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--'15 623,151-,-.Pl V1 .' e fl vw? y :ill 1? ' ' Dark Scbem BY ' JOHN is. 11.131113 15:17 -mx T110 iutonge darkiu-ss of the Small furn- isln-d room was no hla-ukvr than the ebony visagv of l':Illl'1'y l1llll'tlll1 XYl1ite, who was tossing resthfssly about in tht- 1l1ll'1'UYV bvfl whivh lic shart-il with his vrafty l'0OIllll1IltC, Napoli-o11 Vassar -IUllIlSU1l- H Hay, dm-re, Eimiry Lincoln XVhite, of yo' all on 'y km-p in a nio ros 'ful L'Ulltllf1Ul1, dis ye-ru: nigga-r might ln- ahlo to think of a plan lay whilfh us truly will he able- to k00p dis yon- rooin auodor week, explodvd the big ruruninate, Nzxpolson. Well, dat's just lVlll1llS a' lllillillll po' nw so 11Qrvn11-s, Oxpostulatotl Emery. Kindly qloso yo' lipsftightf' C0111- inandvd Napoh-on. Ah feels an inspir- ation 4'Ullllll.7 over nie. Tlieru was a pauso of pt-rliaps :1 full 111111- utv. Thf-u tho aiuthoritative bass Voirv of Napoli-on 1':1c s:11' Johnson broke the awk- ward silenvv. llis is do plan, began the voicv. NO, no, yo' 11vorl11't Ulllllll outcn yo' land to listvn to nw. lilnory sank havk nlm-jovtotlly. Now Ah will 1-ontinuv. As yo' know, unle-ss stuns- ont' uh us two gots a brilliailt ide-a, we all will go outvu clis yvre apart- ment like :1 light. Nillitllttlillli 1-loqueut wave of the llallfl was lost in tht- glooin. 'tllah yo' digested dat perniisvuous IIPYYSTH I'lIllf'I'f' griintod assont. HA' right, don, ah will vontinuo. Ethel- hert Jackson is got a puffovtly good 1910 Ford what ht- iiehlner uses. Now, Jacfkson owns dis yvro coon tt-u lwrrios which pos- ilutoly stivks to l1i1n 'lak glue. Dorefore, 'stm-acl o' paying' 1110 dat lll0l.lt'f', ah 'd be satistim-fl to halt a loan nh dat aah fo' jist ont' half hour. What goml's dat, iiuliiiiwed the mysti- tiod Eniery, in a high pitched voice, N-n-not so fast, flvre hrinldor, I'se 1l'l'Ullllll' to dat in do near futurv. Ef mah hrvain fuixvtiruis l'LPl'l'L'lflilf', ah reuollecks :lat yo' possvsscs awidt-11t insuranvo. Is Ah right i11 dat L'011SLllllIITi0ll.'U Pulli13kly right, assuroel Emory, hut whut's dat got tvr do wif UflU1llf'YlJllQS?H Ah asks yo', I'611l011Sf1'ilfC1l Napoleon, 'Hlon' yo' eller uso yo' kinky haid fo' nothin' ino' vlan a liat-rack? 'tAh suttinly does, siiappcd the little tlarkey, hut yo' idua ain't no nio' plain- er ter ine dan mud. Well, roplin-d Napoleon, lieaviug a forvwl sigh, de light oh yo' intelligence iiilllf Ill! nm' luniinous :lan do light in dis yon- I'HlAIll. Dis is de plan: Ah 'll lm tlrivin' 'le ol' lfui-ml down Main Ntrvct au' y0u'1l he walkin' along' a voupla' hlovks ahead. lVlN'I1 yo' hours me comin' slowly near Yo', yo' start urossin' do street, Den hang! an' yo' Collects dv lIlSllI'2illC9.ll EIllGI'f S brain didn't seem to grasp the aiidaczioiis plan. Slowly the full meaning dlawiied upon him and he lay perfectly still with mouth ngapv. His vyes rolled fearfully as he pivtured himself writhiug l,ve110atl1 thc whvels of a inighty Ford of the Vlllfilglt of 1910. Ah posilutvly think Ah :1i11't goin' ter do 110 scvh thing. lin doclared, stoutly. Huh, thinks yo' ain't don' niaku yo'

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Christmas, 1923 VOX Witz, Mary McMillan, Marjory Clendq-11. ning. Dorothy MeKeown, Lucille Green, Melba Johnson, Dorothy Smith and Lerov Page. i Margaret Currie, Harold Roberts. ex- prcsident of the Lyceum, D'Arey Lee and Philip Barrs are working in lot-al law oiiiees. C Jean Kelly, Illia Leonard, Margery Gritlith, Marion Begg, Dorothy Lees, Alex, Carr and Murray Crawford are at home. Gwen Owen is doing Social Service Work. Kathleen Best is attending Oakwood Collegiate in Toronto. Jean McKay is a nurse-in-training. Violet Maw is at ontfn-to Ladiesr' Cor lege, Whitby. Bill McCulloch. an ex-president of the Lyceum and assistant editor of our last Vox, is on the reporting staff of the I I ' Spectator. ' Margery Anderson is living in New York. Edith McKay and Edith Brown are attending Branksome Hall, Toronto. Violet Stone and K. Bowstead are study- ing music. Alex. Crawford is playing in Roy SWartz's Orchestra, Gerald Porteous, Colwell McFarlane and Aubrey Beatty are working in local banks. Francis Aylwin is attending High School in Regina. George Davis is in his brother 's otiice. Harry Gunn. Harry Stewart and Nel- son James are working at Otis-Fensoln Elevator Co. Those in local drug stores are: Charlie Ryan, Gordon Robinson, Mlm. Dickson, George Leary and Harold XVarburton. Earl Woofls, Dave Scott, Chas. Bow- stead and Ralph Hallam are working at Steel Co. of Canada. Bert Challen is in business for himself, selling electric ligtht bulbs. Jack McHaftie is in the Provincial Tax Oiice. 'Harvey Hall is working at Lees' Jewel- lery Storey Horace Aylwin, at Bell Tele- phone Oftice: Gordon Zealand, at Mills' Hardware: Walter Furneaux, at Buntin, Gilliesg David Bouskill, at Doolittle 8: Russell'sg All-an Marshall at Begg Sa Co., and John Bissgtt at Dominion Glass Co. ' Ray Shea, Victor Green, John Brenncn, LYCEI 49 and Varle Robins are working with their fathers. Charlie Moffat is a salesman in Leslie's Shoe Store. Vern House is an operator in G. N. XV. Telegraph Ofiice. Bill Woods is managing Milton's Shoe Store on King St. E. K. Petrie is at North Toronto High School. Gerald Wright is attending Hillcrest School. Jean Gerrie is at McDonald Hall, Guelph. Lylah McLaren has returned to the city and is teaching dancing at 'her new studio. Carl Blatz is at school in Buffalo. lf. W. Jolly is attending Staunton Mili- tary Academy. Frank Beulie is operating' a gas station on the Hamilton-Niagara highway. Pat McKinnon is in a loeal arehitect'S Otlice. Lucille Martin is teaching music. Lindsay Mutter is in the County En- gineer's Oftiee. Our Favourite Song. Yes! MU? have no detention room, lVe have no detention this year. We-'ve got all kinds of chickens, Which all raise the diekens, And Fords. Oh! You ought to see. They go slithering through the mud, Right up to the hub. But, Yes! lVe have no detention, Wg have no detention this year. -By C. Beatty. Hriftin- We are now living in the days of prohibition, but there is one thing which is always full. Cook-' ' Vllhat? ' ' G1-itiin-tt Mr. Simpson 's car. ' ' MeKiel Cafter Miss MeVean has re- proved him for idlenessl- Well it's no use linding fault, as I was out out for 3. hunter. Miss MeVt-an- XVell, whoever ent you out, he certainly knew his business thoroughly. MMM

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Christmas, 1923 VOX LYCEI 51 ain't, was the grnff reply. Brudde1-, yo' is! And that settled it. All the remainder of the long, hot night, Emery lay there thinking, thinking, think- ing of some plan other than the one pro- posed by Napoleon. Finally, one present- ed itself to his ti1'ed brain. He feared to arouse his big roommate. so he turned the plan over and over in his mind, until, by dawn he had it so perfectly worked out in his mind that he was forced to pinch himself to make su1'e it hadn't taken place already. As soon as Napoleon awoke, Emery poured his ideas into the bewildered ears of his roommate. Napoleon Caesar Johnson, Ah's got de mos' wondcrfnllest plan fo' gettin' money dat yo' eber did hear, .he ejacu- lated, slapping Napoleon cordially on the back. Go on, get it outen yo' mis-a-ble sys- tem. Listen, it's a puffeckly scrumbunet- nous plan, began Emery, with forced enthusiasm. 'tWe all will haf to trable to some darktown populace, an pertend to be Wall St. brokers, who have jest dis- covered dat dere is piles ob oil in dat section. We'll all go walkin' around some big open piece of ground, tappin' de rocks wif dem hammers we are got. Show dem some oil which we mus' say we destract- ed from dat groun', and de news 'll spread, an' fo' y' know it, we'll be distributin, oil stock like German marks! Den we mus' skiddoo, savvy? he finished, grin- ning at Napoleon 's bright nod. Dat sure am once Ah got- ter take off mah head-gear ter mah po' runt of a room- mate, atiirmed Napoleon. It suttinly is scrunibunctuons, al' right. So dat's de plan us shall execute. Shall us? Us shall, agreed Emery, joyously, the awful weight of an ancient Ford lifted from him. Two days later, Napoleon and Emery stepped off the little X. Y. Z. Railroad Pullman onto the dusty platform Which. by means of a faded sign board, announced the location of Bennington Centre. It ll So dis am Paris , grinned Emery, sur- veying t-he peaceful hamlet. No wise cracks dere, young one, warned Napoleon, who towered above him with a suitcase in each hand. An', ll listen, Ah's goin' ter siop inter Bumbell's Real Estate Emporium to engage a empty store fer an office. Remember, we is frum T11 XVall Ht., Brooklyn, X. Y., and wo pas ses under de name ob de Eureka Oil Com- pany, Does yo' get dat? Ah aiu 't deaf, is Ah? Good afternoon, lJrudder. spoke Xa- poleon, ignoring E1lll'l'YlS remark, and addressing a wide-eyed old darky looking them over as they trudged along the dusty road toward him. How is is yo' dis glor- ious afternoon? The old darky nodded humbly, as Na- poleon, with his imitation diamond scarf pin glittering in the sunlight, stopped be- fore him. Who all is yo' two? inquired the old fellow, with unmistakable curiosity. Oh, er, we all is not a'goin' to con- vulge our identity to nobody jest yet, replied the tall negro. The two oil magnates went on. Ah hopes he follers us, added Emery, stealing a sly glance behind him, cause hc's a turrible curious man, Ah bet. itfuriosity is what we wants, said Na- poleon, and with .great pomp, both negroes entered Bll1llbQll'S Real Estate Einporiuln, and without divulging their business quickly concluded a bargain for the rent- ing of a. nearby otiice. The next day there were two very curi- ous spectators at the rocky piece of land, where Napoleon was tapping rocks. Poor Emery was doing his ln-st to rap the rock as deftly as his partner. The two interested persons were Mr. Bumlnell, the gaunt negro who attended to the town's real estate wants, and the curious old darky whom the two oil fakers had met the day pre- vious. That night the old man quickly spread the news at the town's general store and, the following day, several more mildly interested negroes gathered around the two partners as they diligently tapped the stones. Napoleon saw a chance to create a good deal of publicity, and stepping over to where Emery was indnstrionsly rapping a large rock, he quietly whispered some- thing. Then he began speaking aloud in a business-like tone, ignoring apparently, the presence of the listening spectators. I 4.