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The Lane Tech Annual for June, 1935 Page 21 anything until after a week. Then it was Johnson who had the brainstorm. I have it, he informed his pal, we'll fix Mr. Otto good and plenty. With this the two fell into an earnest conference as to how they would go about it. Coming out of the two-man huddle Billy announced. 'tI'll meet you right after lunch. They finished their lunch and went towards a portable where they had English. Otto was already there. Kurt, as had been his custom, always was among the first in the room. His seat was near a window. Now as the plotters watched him they could see that he was deeply buried in a wild west novel. Lucky for them, he was the only occupant of the room. He was unconscious of every one and everything around him. Eric cautiously opened the window and Billy appeared beside him. In his hand he held a newly purchased ice cream bar. Stealthily Billy moved his hand toward Otto's open neck collar. The bully was probably just reading something about cold steel and chills. For as Billy thrust the cold ice creamhdown his neck he uttered a shriek which seemed to shake the entire building. The two lower classmen were satisfied. They were at least partly revenged though it had cost them five cents. They could not help laughing at the funny antics of the husky freshman as he went into action trying to recover the melting bar. The incident was one of many which occurred between the first year Laneites. Finally the last day of the 1A semester arrived. Cook, johnson, Harris and Royal Anderson were among the freshmen who were promoted to ZB. Sidney Epstein with his ignorant ways was one of the flunkers of his class. Auld acquaintances As the four classmates made their way toward their respective homes they spoke of the wonderful vacation period which lay ahead of them. Each told of the time he was going to have. No talk was directed toward the fact that school would have to be resumed the following September. Before the group disbanded Bill proposed that each of them correspond with each other from their vacation spots. Eric and Tommy fell in with the idea en- thusiastically. Tommy offered to send the first let- ter. He kept his word. About a week and a half later Bill received a letter which started the follow- ing chain of letters which Billy either received or sent all during the summer: .-llways represented Owassippe, Michigan july 4, 1032 Dear Bill: 1 am now at scout camp and it's swell. Ilm writ- ing home to see if I can stay up here for another period. Would it be possible for you to come here at that time? We could have a lot of fun together. There is swimming every day or we can go hiking. All told, we can have a mighty smooth time. Please let me know if you can come. Last night the scouts went to Lost Lake. The one time lake is back of Beard Camp. Well, any- way, we sat on a terraced hill overlooking the lake and we had a camp fire and a regular scout meet- ing. Each troop put on a stunt. Our troop enacted Casey at the Bat. There goes the bugle calling all scouts to chow so I must close. Your pal, Tommy Cook P. S. I saw Royal Anderson up here yesterday. Chicago, Illinois July 8, 1932 Dear Tommy: Everything is hunky dory. I can come. Boy, I can hardly wait to get there. The only fiy in the ointment is the presence of the perfect scholar, An- derson. I hope he isn't there when I arrive. Iill be seeing you soon. Your chum, Bill Harris

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Page 20 The Lane Tech Annual for June, 1935 that is, after he tore it out. Why hadn't he thought of it before? But wait, . . . wouldn't the second quarter marks go in next week? Yes, he would have to take his science home together with his English, too. The day for handing out report cards came on the following Monday. Eric and Bill were com- paring their marks. What did she give you in English, Bill? I got an Ff' 'fShe gave me an F, too, and after doing all that work. I thought she would give me at least a G. I wonder what you have to do to get and E or an S in her room. Maybe I ought to bring her an apple every day. Donlt get mad, Bill. It's possible to get an S. Look at Anderson there. He has four of them. Four Sis and an EV' ffTo tell you the truth, Harris, I think you monkey around too much while you're in class. You also came in tardy a couple of times. In the long run that all counts up against you. 'fSure . . . sure, I suppose so. Hey, Eric, let's go to the corner. I have a few odds to play on the machinef' Naturally, when Bill brought his card home and showed it to his mother she was not very pleased with it. Seeing this, Harris decided to try to remedy the situation and bring up his marks. He tried Anderson's plan for doing homework during the study periods. However, those forty-five min-- utes would just fly. Before he knew it the period would be over and the work only half done. Still, when the third quarter marks went in, Billy and system, Eric, who had also been using Anderson's received slightly higher marks than before. From Drawing was a part of their jirst serncsterlv work Harris could hardly believe it. He sought out Anderson and asked to look at his card. Yes, there they were . . . four S's and an E. f'Say, Bud, how do you do it? 'fOh, I don't know. The stuff is awful easy for me. I just do it naturally. Most of the work I do in study hall. How did you make out this quar- ter, Harris? f'Not so good. In fact I didn't even get one S. Some guys get all the breaks, I guess. Take science, for instance, he didn't call on me once. How can I expect to get any good marks if he now on it was a matter of keeping the grades up until the fourth and last quarter. Harris and the rest soon found out that they could not rest on the laurels of the third quarter marks. About this time Bill had another run-in with Kurt Otto. That student had kept out of the pic- ture for a while but now he was back again, tortur- ing the members of his Class anew. Due to the scheming bully, Harris received an awful bump on the head during a gym period. The chums put doesn't give me a chance to answer any of the ques-their heads together to figure out some way to get tions? even. Try as they might they could not think of

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Page 22 The Lane Tech Annual for June, 1935 Owassippe, Michigan July 16, 1932 Dear Eric: I just arrived at scout camp. Tommy and I are going to bunk together. You ought to see his tan. He looks like a regular Indian. In order to get to the camp the first day I had to hike through a couple of miles of loose sand. Soon I had my first swim in Crystal Lake. The Lake derives its name from its crystal clearness. Tommy has just asked me to go frog hunting so I must ask you to wait for more to follow. Your chum, Bill Harris Pk ek ff Chicago, Illinois July 20, 1932 Dear Billy: Your letter of the sixteenth came this morning. I showed it to Sid. He doesn't think much of the camp. You know he was kicked out of the scout troop in his neighborhood. Talking about scouting to him is like exhibiting the red flag to the male order of a certain specie of herbivorous animals. Do you think you are the only one who goes swimm- ing? The other day I went for a dip into good old Lake Michigan. Our family is going to Fox Lake tomorrow to do a little fishing. Weill be there for about a month. Send your letters there hereafter. Yours sincerely, Eric johnson P. S. I went by the Lane building the other day. It looked pretty deserted. ik Pk fr Owassippe, Michigan July 21, 1932 Dear Mother and Dad: I arrived here safely at four-thirty of the same day that I left you. I enjoyed the trip very much although at the end of the train ride I had to hike through sand. The food is good and Iim having a keen time. Your son, if wk :sf x William Chicago, Illinois July 26, 1932 Dear William: We received your short letter this morning. Your toothbrush is being forwarded because you forgot to take it when you left. Be sure to change your socks when they get soiled and dry yourself thoroughly after every swim. Mrs. Chatter was telling me how her boy nearly caught his death of cold when he was up there, so be careful. Write as soon as possible. Love, Mother Owassippe, Michigan July 27, 1932 Dear Eric: Tommy and I went to a place called Mud Lake this morning to look for turtles. The ground around the lake shook like jelly when we walked on it. As we kept on walking we came to a little inlet of water which was about four feet Wide. We decided to jump over it. I jumped first and sank to my knees in mud. Tommy laughed so hard that I thought he would burst. Then he walked around to a point where the ground looked firmer. He ran back and then jumped . . . up to his hips in the black mud. Boy did I give him the merry ha-ha. Whoever named that mud hole, Mud Lakei' certainly said a bootful. Your pal, Billy wk X Pk :sf The faculty at play Owassippe, Michigan july 28, 1932 Dear Mother and Dad: I will be home tomorrow at four thirty. Please bring the car so you can pick me up at the station. Read the following lines carefully. I think you will enjoy them. A couple of days ago the troop went on an inter- esting trip. The scoutmaster took us to a place where lighting roosters Were raised. The farmer in charge promised to let a couple of his roosters put on an exhibition for us. That evening the fight be- gan. Tiny spurs were put on the legs of each contestant. Then they went to it. You should have seen the scrap. It was a tight to the end. One rooster would have to kill the other before the battle ended. Finally, my choice was getting the best of it. They certainly were two finely trained roosters. Now Pancho, the one I picked to win, finally came through. It was too much for the other. He keeled over for his last time. We were all shouting our thanks when the farmer interrupted.