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A The Lane Tech Annual for June, 1935 Page 23 He said the winner was really the loser. It had not followed one of the rules of the game. That of peck- ing on the head of the opponent after he had killed it. In his own right the rooster had won and yet he was declared the loser. I have sent a copy of this letter to some of my schoolmates. I think they will get a good laugh out of it. Your son, William Fox Lake, Wisconsin August S, 1932 Dear Bill: I guess you are home by this time unless you de- cided to stay for another period. We're having a fine time swimming and fishing. I caught three perch, two bass and one light cold in the last twenty four hours, this while fishing off the 1er. p I also want to inform you that it is just as warm in the country as in the summer time. CA Lane teacher when somebody doesn't know his lesson very well and tries to stumble through it.J Yours sincerely, Eric Johnson U U ll I Chicago, Illinois August 10, 1932 Dear Eric: Enclosed please find a good sock in the nose for mentioning school at this time. just when I am starting to enjoy myself, you come around with your predictions of what a wonderful place school is supposed to be. Now I don't know how I shall ever be able to tell you about the bicycle trip I took Sunday. Tommy, his cousin and I went to the for- est preserve. We all took lunches. As we started to eat we noticed a field mouse run into a piece of pipe about four feet long. Thinking that we could catch it, we grabbed the pipe and held the end of it over a milk bottle. Lo and behold, not one, but sextuplets tumbled out of the pipe and into the bottle. We let them all go. There, now you've made me tell. Donlt forget. That sock in the nose still holds when you come back. So . . . a creampuff who wants to come back to school. I could wring your neck. Lovingly yours, KNO, I don't mean it.J just Plain Bill Fox Lake, Wisconsin August 17, 1932 Dear Bill: We are leaving for home tomorrow. The fish haven't been biting so good lately although the mosquitos have been doing their share. The other day a man went in swimming with his glasses on. While taking a dive he lost them in the water. The water was about ten feet deep and so he started diving for them. After several attempts he gave up. However, he offered five dollars to anyone who would retrieve them. This was oppor- tunity itself, I thought to myself. For about an hour I tried diving for them but I couldn't find them either. What to do was the question. That five spot was so near and yet so far away from me. All of a sudden I thought of an idea. QI do get them once in every great while.j The idea was this. There happened to be an old man living near the camp. He thought he was an inventor. All over his pro- perty one could find gadgets and homemade articles of all kind. Leaving my friend minus his specs for a minute I looked up the old inventor. I found him in his workshop. Explaining my purpose I soon convinced him how he could earn two dollars. An hour later it was finished. A homemade diving helmet. Fifteen minutes later I collected the fiver. Two bucks went to the old man of the mountain and three to little Eric, the ingenious Johnson who feels like a millionaire. Being in the mood for a battle I shall oblige you with a little harmony. It begins with:-School days, school days, those dear old golden . . . Ouch! That left hook sure packs a wallop . . . Readin and writin letters like this, will get me a smack that is not exactly a kiss. KI can't think of anything more.J See you in a couple of days, my fran. Eric Chicago, Illinois August 27, 1932 Dear Uncle Jack: Dad told me that you had an old jig saw down in your basement which you were not using. Could I have it please? The time would not drag so if I could spend some of it making jig saw puzzles. I am not exactly looking forward to the open- ing of school. Mother thinks differently. There- fore if I must, I must. There is hardly anything to do here so maybe school will not be so bad. Your nephew, Bill Milwaukee, Wisconsin September 1, 1932 Dear Bill: The jig saw you requested is on its way. I sent it yesterday. I donlt know how it will work as it is a bit aged. From your last letter I gather that the Lane Tech- nical school is teaching you something. A year ago you would not have known what a jig saw looked like. What's more you wouldn't have cared. Learn all you can while in high school, son. You are in a period of your life when your mind grasps facts.

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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.

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Page 24 The Lane Tech Annual for June, 1935 more readily than later on in life. Please try to heed this advice. Give my regards to your father and mother. Yours sincerely, Uncle Jack 96 ak af :rf Chicago, Illinois September 5, 1952 Dear Uncle Jack: Thanks very much for the jig saw. After clean- ing and oiling it I flnd that it works swell. So far I have made three puzzles already. The solving of these kind of puzzles is beginning to become a re- gular fad in this town. All the dime stores are sell- ing them. Thanks to you I might be able to make a little extra money by making puzzles with the saw. School begins tomorrow. I'm all set. My friend, Eric, is at my shoulder trying to make me commit errors in my writing. If you see any mistakes you'll know the reason why. Thanks again for the puzzle and the advice. I think Illl have to stop here as I have to prepare my things for opening day. Your nephew, Bill -k af lr X The return to school marked the renewal of ac- quaintances. In the brief time before the opening of the rooms, Harris, johnson, and the others dis- cussed everything from vacations to school activi- ties. HI see where all of you are glad to be back at the old grind again, 7' remarked Bill as the group pass- ed through the Division Street entrance. USome- how I am rather glad to be back, too. UI-Ia, that's a good one,-coming from youfl re- plied Johnson. 'fI'll bet your dad would give a pretty penny to hear you say that. Maybe you're right, though. Ilve sort of missed the old place, too. How about you, Tommy?l' t'Ditto. I want to get back to military as soon as possible. I'm a bit rusty right now. Say, we're supposed to meet in the wood shop, aren't we? Thats correct-at one olclockf' t'It's nearly that now. Come onf' So saying, Harris led the way down to the basement, talking as he walked. 'AI have my semester all planned. Iim going to get on the Tech Prep Staff if I can and Ilm trying out for the track team again and maybe-I' You can put me down for the Forumf, interrupt- ed johnson, balancing himself on the rail imbedded in the basement floor. HI listened to a lot of the debates last year and I'm convinced that public speaking is going to be right down my alleyfl As I was going to say when I was so rudely in- terruptedf, said Billy pretending indignation. HI might try to get a scholarship pin this year. The kind that Royal Anderson sports on his jacket. After a laugh at this, the boys entered the wood- shop and looked around for their division. There's Anderson and there's Otto, Eric point- Wc 'want a homer.