Jesup Scott High School - Scottonian Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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g 2-X .- . ir an And Eth- Miss Barton, is she going with you? Larry flushed as he asked. 'LOh, no, Ethel has gone to the Isle of Pines, Mrs. Barton an' swered. Cuba is her home and she can't be far away from it. She is teaching in a little rural school there. Larry grinned. I'm supposed to go there next week, but I think I'll go tomorrow, and a look of complete understanding passed between them. Oh, my dear boy, I'm so glad! and tears of happiness came to her eyes. I hoped it would turn out this way. nLE?nr'fWi,,9u -, - , - ,-:- -1 -.1--fr -- - . ' 's f- - - ,. M 11: , 1-1-f -5.-xp, :::--rv--1,51-e..za'..::le:Ax.1i' Af . 1. ' 'i tf2i1Zi'TlT.lLf.1iififif 1.,.-TCT' : '-l??:jf?:-Fas 11-1Y?'fPT ' : 'i , , ,T T1 ' 1' A-f, ll ws lu

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711' 'QSM lil +15 FLC .1 i rf :J bandaged, and his arm was in a sling. The president met him at the i door and smiled when he saw his appearance. 'Congratulations E he cried heartily, slapping him on the shoulder. You certainly made a success of your first job. If it hadn't been for you, the machinery would have been demolished. The loss would have been terrihc, Barton's squandering was enough. But every' thing's fixed up, the men are paid, and things are running pretty smoothly under Harris. Larry sat patiently in the presidents chair. He could see Havana harbor with old Morro standing as a sentinel against the background of the blue gulf. A ship was just leaving for the States, and as the Stars and Stripes unfurled in the stern, he weakened. The president noticed this. i'We're sending you to the Isle of Pines next. Having some trouble at a mill there. We expect you to leave in a week, he said curtly, and began to read some papers on his desk, signifying that the interview was at an end. Larry walked slowly toward the door, stopped with his hand on I the knob, and then turned toward the president again. fil- HDo you know if Mrs. Barton is in town? he asked. k'Yes, heard from her yesterday. She's at the Inglatewa. Leavf ing for the States this week, the president answered, without turning. Larry hurried over to the hotel. Mrs. Barton was just leaving for a shopping tour and she greeted him pleasantly. She was much ,52 1 thinner and traces of grief and worry were plainly visible. Qgg l Wie Yes, lim going home to my people, she said in answer to his inquiries. 'T11 always love Cuba, but I donlt think l could stay after all that has happened, and she lowered her head. A W V V A - - -V -V- - -X 1 A ,- '- ' ' fr' A'-'ju 3i '1gT333'gg,,,T' l f V ea-:V gi .,., g ., Q. ' :ai ll1O4l

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hs--7'f -t NS' ...M Silent, you stand, so new, so old, How many stories can be told Of years of work and battles great, To rear the horseshoe, build the gate, That our posterity might see The future contests as do we! L- A 1 MH