Kitchener Waterloo Collegiate and Vocational School - Grumbler Yearbook (Kitchener, Ontario Canada)

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DE laurel RUTH HAMM. A XIII A Oh Laufl alfs erossin' lorzlan An, ah neefls yo helpin' hanrl To guide me cross flat river. And to Ile promis' lanzl. Yes. Laull. ah've bin a sinner. De ll'lU'Sl ob all mah lsinrl. Ahave eursefl. and rlrunlf: an' Satan Has bin a fren, oh mine. Allis thinlrin, Lauffl. flat rnaylne Ahave wen! loo fah Io save. Best leave me Lau'a'. fo suffer Dem horrors oh fle grave. Ahjs sorry Lazrfl. Ahss sorry Fo, all flat wrong ah's done 'GYo,ll pay fo, sinf, flex' lol' me An, ale lIN1'Yl-71,8 jus, begun. Ahls flyln, Lazrfl. Alfs fl-Vin'. An, ah feels fle heal ob Hell. flfs heat ah,ll sho, gil usefl to. Cause ahfll feel il quite a spell.j Ah heah's a voice a callin' Lau'a'. is dat yo up flere? An' cliel ah heah, yo sayin, Dat yo has heard rnalz prayer? Ah. thanlfs yo Lazcfl. ah thanlrs yo An, ah sees de prornis, land. But ahras firerl. Lazrcl, so u'on't yo Lenfl me flat helpin' hand? THE GRUMBLER

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55Sfiflt0lll0llt After Absence A Statement After Absence slip is a very revealing thing. Name of Pupil- There's no use lying yet, because your teacher knows your writing. Phone-Well, even if you have one, sometimes it's better to let on you haven't. Mr. Bell didn't think how easy he made checking these slips when he said, Miz Watson, I want you. Address - If you're a pretty girl, you can be sure the boy who carries the register will scribble it down on his history text, or other book for future reference . Form-This not to be filled with excuses for baggy eyes and crooked knees, but simply your home room. Period of Absence-From and to . . . I have no doubt but what Mr. Smith has had some marvellous answers. It is accepted form to ask somebody else who doesn't know either, whether, It was A.M. to P.M. g or Morn till noon, wasn't it Charlie : or even, Does the date go here or down at the bottom. sir? Explanation of Absence-Here's where the fun begins. Some an- swers are only one or two words. This makes it hard for the checker to tell whether it is a simple truth. or if the person is afraid his hand will waver if he writes further. It is always a source of great wonder- ment to the teacher, I am sure. to note the great ease with which our stalwart and hardy students re- cover from such ailments as stomach flu and sick headache in time for big doings that very night. Checked by Home Room teacher -This is the 'pay-off. If your story OO 1 Hamm CI,.-mari. A XII C is good enough to fool your own home-room teacher, it is hoped that Mr. Smith will not read it too care- fully. Date-Trouble with this goes back to Period of absence-from and to . In the best circles. one puts the date thatls not the date that was. fSignature of Pupill -Here is where you get that little qualm of misgiving, and wonder where people who sign their names to fables incomparable to the works of Aesop go. A kiss and a silent prayer and your Statement After Absence slip is on the track toward endless scrutinizing by the methodical F.B.I. of K.C.I. Your life lies in the balance! I.. l l 1 J' ' 1 . Y A a M E U 0 R ff ? 'T l.orr:iim- Rxicchler. A XIII A 3 THE GRUMBLER ali.

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I: E Ax RfC'untinue1l from page 162 Amazon jungles, all these paled be- fore what he now saw. He was sur- rounded by waving greens. mauves, yellows, reds, ochres, blues and tur- quoise. Scintillating flashes of dazzling oranges, exotic blues,burn- ing reds, flashing yellows flitted amongst the flowing fronds of mul- ti-coloured seaweed. A maze of fairyland colour coruscated before his marvelling eyes. Beneath his feet, brilliant-hued sea-mosses formed a carpet over vari-coloured stones. Gorgeous pink and opal anemones swayed in enchanting rhythm with columns of fern-like purple tire. The sight was intoxi- cating, bizarre, and weird. It was a dream-world. Eric felt a deep ex- hilaration course through his veins. Here was a whole new world be- yond his wildest dreamsg a new world to conquer. But he was here with a purpose. and the apprecia- tion of these wonders must await a time when he had more leisure. He began to forge ahead through the dense undersea vegetation. Always new vistas of entrancing loveliness unfolded before him. He was thoroughly enjoying himself- and yet? Eric laughed and went further noticing that the sea-floor was dipping downward. He had progressed some fifty yards from his starting point when he came to the edge of a ravine on the sea-bottom. On the opposite slope he was able to distinguish the indistinct form of a ship, long since rotted and overgrown with sombre shroud. The hulk lay in the sha- dow of de Ferma's Point. Looking up, Eric saw that the boat had followed him and now lay almost directly above him. He gave a tug on his rope, felt it slacken. and then plunged into the ravine. He found it rather difficult to approach the wreck. The sea-weed here grew closer to the ground and was more dense. It seemed to cling to his feet as he worked his way through. There were fewer fish here, no more bright colours. A shadowy, foreboding silence seemed to hang over all. Vague grayish forms scuttled away before his ad- vancing tread. A sinister shape watched his passage, then followed. Arriving alongside the crumbling hulk, Eric surveyed it briefly. then clambered aboard. The deck was sharply inclined and slimy. He found it difficult to maintain his footing. Slithering, slipping. stumbling he worked his way over to the open hatchway. Upon reach- ing it, he paused to give a momen- tary glance over his shoulder. He thought he saw something un- dulating rise for a moment above the edge of the deck and then dis- appear again. He shrugged his shoulders and entered the gloomy hatchway. However, he found the passage so obstructed by debris and rotting wood, that he decided to re- turn to the boat and renew his air- supply before attempting to force his entrance since only another five minutes of air remained. As he returned towards the edge of the deck a sudden jerk on the rope brought him to a standstill. For a moment he remained rigid. Then, realizing it was only his life- line which had caught. he turned and began tugging at it, first with annoyance. then with mounting anger. Now a strong sensation crept over him. Cold shivers raced up and down his spine and a prickly feeling began at the base of his scalp. A strong urge possessed him to look .behind him. His annoyance increased. For a moment he de- liberated, then turned-and froze. The rope dropped from his numbed fingers. Slowly. silently. steadily. a hideous, shapeless, gray. undu- lating mass was creeping over the rail on to the deck. A serpentine tentacle unwove itself from the fill THE GRUMBLER