High School of Commerce - Annual Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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enabled him to do all but the two most valuable counts. For the solution to these two elusive ones, he could not think, even of a start. Dick wrote steadily away at the answers he knew and when he reached the end of his knowledge he sat thinking about the two impossible ones. Suddenly his thoughts were broken by whispers. He looked up. No one looked suspicious. But still the whispers continued. Then, suddenly, it dawned upon him that some boys were talking in another part of the building, and their words were transmitted through the ventilator. He listened for a while, and then realized that what he had heard was a partial solution to the two questions. He wondered whether he would be doing right if he took advantage of the information. Dick was anxious to get through, and he wrote until he finished the last question when, looking up, he saw the room nearly vacant. He turned in his papers and left for dinner. After his meal was finished he sat and thought over the mysterious help. New, was it unfair? he wondered. For a week his conscience troubled him. I wonder--. Did I do right in taking that help? Then he determined to tell the Head the whole story. In the office his courage oozed, but after a few helps he told the story. The Head watched Dick's face as the lad spoke, and then, laying his hand on the boy's shoulder said, Richard, owing to your honesty in relating this I will give you a trial in the upper class. You failed, though, because the help you received was wrong. Dick took the trial offered and at the end of the year passed at the head cf his class. He often wondered why the Head took so much interest in him, never dreaming for a moment that his honesty won him notice because Dick thought that Honor is duty. WALTER BANDLOW, 1911. an jaetns iltems June -, 1910. After a meeting lasting till midnight in which a great deal of feeling was shown, the Ecrernmocs voted for the final settlement of the oft-considered motion, whether their president should remain standing or sit during the so- ciety session. Mr. DeForest made the usual motion that the president be seated: Mr. Kirby for the thousandth time seconded the motion. The usual amendment was then offered by the Honorable Walter Madigan and seconded by Mr. Sinek to change the words be seated to remain standing. The amendment and question as amended were then carried unanimously, as usual, and for the thousand and first, and it is to be hoped, for the last time the president was given a standing vote, 86

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purse, some eatables and some oil, and then started back. After four weeks of this kind of work we had a sum of about EB30,000. We got things looking as if one had been there for a long time and began our journey for the nearest railway station, Obispo. At Colon on the coast, we deposited all but about a thousand dollars, and got in exchange for the remainder, a draft on a New York bank. We bought some new clothes and started home, We left for New York on Thursday and arrived there on Monday. An old college echum of mine was a mining engineer and I went to him directly and told him of my discovery. He was immediately ready to help us make a success of our find so he was taken into the partnership. With the aid of the capital we now had, we soon had the proper facilities for mining, and found the government glad to sell the land at any price. And now we have been running the mine for ten years, the combined earnings per year being S500,000, with no prospect of running out. How- ever, if it did, I believe that I have enough stored away to keep me the rest of my life and now I still travel with Tommy but in better style than in the old days. WALTER MADIGAN, '10, J- iliannnr 66 ELL, Richard, to me it seems impossible, said the Head, as he looked over his glasses at Dick Masters. Dick left the room, and in the hall he met his teacher, Professor Hadley, who also expressed his doubts as to Dick's passing ability. Slowly Dick walked toward his room with his hands clinched, mutter- ing: I fancy the Head and Hadley are right, I don't see how I can pass the half-term tests unless I cheat, and I couldn't do that. His pleasant dormitory room today had no attractions for him. Throw- ing himself into a chair, only to get up and walk over to the mantel, he scowled at mementos of former good times and bad companions. I wish Haven and his crowd had never shown up ! sighed Dick. But they are gone now, and I'd leave too, if it weren't for mother's tears and father's hot anger. Only two days remained until the tests, and Dick studied hard, and crammed into his head what he should have learned during the past four months. Finally the examination day came. Dick sat far back in the room, next to a ventilator. He received his questions and found that his cramming 85

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Q Sturm un the western Plains ICK and I had been working in the broiling sun the whole forenoon. We had been rounding up a large herd of cattle and had worked like beavers to get through. And, although we had plenty of work planned for the afternoon's occupation, signs of an impending storm drove us toward home. When the sky assumes that yellowish, saffron color, and the air becomes close and humid, most ranchmen know enough to make for the ranch, and I calculate we had as much sense as the average cow-puncher. Bob Tennet's ranch lay on our way, and as we neared it, its green lawns and spacious veranda CBob Tennet was well known for his luxurious tastesj looked so alluring and cool compared with the torrid heat of the outside that Dick and I were sorely tempted to go in. Let's go in and see the 'Duke', Dick, I proposed. QThe boys always called Bob Tennet the Duke, I don't know whyj. There's a storm brewing, Sam, and we had better get to the ranch as fast as horseflesh can take us theref' he expostulated, and besides, the 'Duke' has gone to Cheyenne to see about some new stock. ' Well, his good wife and daughter are at home, aren't they? I asked, somewhat impatiently. Ch, I see. Why, yes, I believe his good wife and daughter are at home. I thought you wanted to see the 'Duke.' Well, come on. We may as well be carried away in a house as on a horse's back, for in five minutes the gentle gods of the wind will begin to amuse themselves. He was right. The soft, hissing sound coming through the prairie grass had deepened into a low growl and it was getting dark. So, assured of a hospitable welcome, we turned our horses' heads in the direction of Tennet's ranch, and were soon being welcomed by the cheery and genial woman, who was the Duke's wife. She was a kindly soul, and had a tactful way of making a fellow feel glad he was in her house, instead of wishing he was fifty miles away, as so many dear ladies have the knack of making their guests feel. And she also had a pretty daughter, which fact could have made up for any deficiency. Hardly were We inthe house before the storm broke in all its fury. It was a typical Western Storm. Great clouds of sand were hurled into the air, by the eddying windg nothing could be seen but sand, and nothing heard but the sharp whistle of the wind, and the groaning and creaking of the timbers of the house, which were being strained to the utmost. As the wind was beating the highest speed-record of a 20th Century Limited train, it did not tarry with us long, but moved on in its frolicsome course to other parts. As soon as the storm abated somewhat, we took leave of Mrs. Tennet, as 87