Lewis and Clark High School - Tiger Yearbook (Spokane, WA)

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THE Laws AND thet Ill Jest take thrs mask for a souvenrr When I go out west agarn I ll show rt to th boys an tell em all about one of those grass hopper brarned gentleman burglars who held me up Ill also tell em thet th foresard grasshopper brarned gentleman burglar thought thet he was dealrn wrth someone fresh from th green frelds of th country an he got careless wrth a gun Then Ill te'l em th rest of th lrttle tale It ll be son' Joke rtwrll Thet got hrm sore an he began cussrn m Now I always thought thet I had a pretty large strrng of cuss words but I must admrt thet thrs feller had me beat I guess he was an authorrty on th subject When he frnrshed there was nothrng more to be sard an so I took th mask from hrs face an made an unnecessary rerrark abo.rt hrs pretty baby blue eyes He looked at me as rf he felt sorry for me an then he walked away wrthout sayrn a word I started out rn th other drrectron fer th polrce statron After I had went bout three blocks I heard someone runnrn be hrnd me about a block away I began thrnk III thet perhaps th hold up had a pal rn th nerghborhood an thet they were chasern m I started to run too Somehow I slrpped an before I knew rt I went down rn a lrttle puddle of muddy water lrke a roped steer I lard there a few mmutes an ab sorbed a couple of quarts of water fore I got ready to get up When I drd get up I found a polrceman standrn over me wrth a gun rn hrs han s You re under arrest says he I dont see what for says I I guess I can lay down rn a lrttle puddle of water lf I want to cant I3 No objectron at all says he Now you d better strck up em han s whrle I search you fer th artrllery As he began searchrn me a man came up on th run Thet s hrm' says he thet s th man thet held me up an took ever thm I had When he hrst began talkrn I saw thet rt was th gent wrth th pretty baby blue eyes I also saw thet I rs as rn a pretty mess an thet there was no use of chewrn th rag jest then Th cop passed some remark about my CLARK JOURNAL bem pretty well stocked up wrth other peo ples property an then he rang rn fer th bus When rt came we prled rn an th blue eyed gent went along wrth us All th way down he kept nudgem me rn th srde At th statron I told th whole story but they all laughed an sard thet I mrssed my callrn thet I ought to be wrrtm farry tales fer th lrttle tots They took all th stuff otfn me whrle th gent wrth th blue eyes told them a pack of lres about my holdrn hrm up I was so excrted thet I forgot to tell them about th rrngs rn th hat est as they were leadrn me to a cell th gent wrth th blue eyes told them thet they had better look rn my hat Then they found th rrngs I trred to explarn but they jest laughed At th trral rt was th same The Judge svnrled at my lrttle tale an then he polrtely remmded me thet I had ben rdentrfred by sev eral of my vrctums thet I ran from the polrce man thet I had a mask wrth me an thet rmgs rn th hat He also sard thet rf Mr Bums had held me up an I had succeeded rn turnrn th tables on hrm I should have held hrm there for th polrce No man rn hrs rrght senses he sard would do such a foolish thrn as I clarmed I had done I got five years BECAUSE TIS NIGHT Because trs nrght the brrds have gone to rest And oer the earth the evenrng shadows Of gray and srlver where the moon shows est And rn the sky the heavenly lamps are lrt Because trs nrght Because trs nrght all nature s fount o erflows And sprlls her dewy crest on hrlls and flowers And brrghtens all the world and trnts the rose And frlls the shadowy nooks and leafy bowers Because trs nrght Fem Angell I4 I V ' ' ' ' I U - , - - , , .- . 1 I s . A3 Ol' ' V ' l I . I ' g . . , e. , - I . . - I ' ' I i . . . , . ' n ll ' U ' ' l ' . . ' ' ' u ' at th statron I drd not say anythrn about th . , 1 - u ' ' ' ' ' - . . ' ' ' . u no . . ll I I . U I 1 , , ' ' Hn: 1 ' ' O 1 I U ' ' I Ol . ' 1 - , 1 o - s ' A 0 ll I ' ' u - v - s ' ' , - . . . . n ol , 1- ' .

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THE Lawns AND rn th alr If yuh dont Ill blow tem brams of yours out Understan 3 He replled thet he thought he caught th meanln Then he asked me what m thunder I was trym to celebrate bays I Well you know D Rock feller dont yuh3 Poor chaps suck Got th measles Im gom round takm httle donatlons fer hlm wont yuh kmdly gnve a mxte Ill turn lt all ln n ever llttle but ll help Sure says he Go as far as you like Help yourself but where dld yuh grt thet gun? Bought lt ln a mlllmery shop Where do yuh suppose3 I s just wantln to know thet s all I then took his gun out of hrs pocket an put lt ln one of my own It certamly felt comfortable there After takm my watch out of hls hands I begms huntm fer th three dimes an th mckle I had had I finally found them mongst a 'ot of purses Colly' says I I havent been th first Hat cars round have I3 Fer th love of Mike an hrs mother dont rub It m Well anyway looks as lf business had been pretty good You have enough pocket books anyway Mere trxfles I put em back an began sortm my tooth plcks an matches from th shmgle nalls which he had rn hrs vest pocket Here I found some rmgs Says I to myself Now look here Archibald yuh old chump this mans got a pawn shop III hrs pockets thet he don t have any deed fer Then I says aloud ay Im gonna take all thus junk thet you ve got laym around yuh an turn nt over to th pollce I hate to see anybody lose anythln through you Nor I amt got any personal grudge galnst yuh or Id tum you over to th police with all thet junk on yuh Well says he youve got me Go ahead I began a very careful search an col lected a few watches several pocket books an a couple of rmgs Besrdes this there was a lot of small change an other artxcles I took ever thm thet I could lay hands on CLARK JOURNAL says he some of thet stuff really m You cant take thet ay belongs to We l present to round at belongs to I alnt zactly got th time at sort out your junk but jest call h station tomorrer an clalm what you He sald thet he guessed thet he wouldnt bother bout lt at all dear under rn It under ust as I was gom to leave th chap I thought I would take a peep hrs hat an see lf there was anythln I suppose th fact thet I carried a gun mme made me susplclous of hrs hat way I looked There was nothm It but I felt somethm thet reminded under me of rlngs ln th sweat band I couldnt very well take em out then an there because I had to keep hum covered with th gun an so I decrded thet th best way was to trade hats wlth hlm This I dnd Gosh he sand you re takm some hbertles am t yuh? A hat for a hat says I An they re both derbys at thet to leave such entertamln company but I must I really must I have some very very Important business to tend to I ve got some very valuable jewelry thet I must place m th safe at th statlon house If I oter round here very much I mlght be held up an robbed Thet would be really awful wouldnt lt3 Now yuh jest stroll up thet street there jest as lf you were thmkm bout somethm very xmportant You know how to do thet dont yuh'-W Now please dont keep loolun round as lf a band of cops were doggm your tracks Understan 3 He looked kmd of funny sand Damn yuh' stuck his hans rn hrs pockets started up th street looking as cheap as a free lunch sandwich After goln a few feet he turned round an come back agam What do you want3 I asks of hlm jest as grouchy as I could Says he You cleaned me up pretty good but you ve forgotten somethm Whats thet3 Well I s jest a thmkm thet you might as well complete your llttle collection by addm thls lrttle peek a boo mask Im jest suggesting this understan By golly' says I I never thought of , . . . . h ...S , . ' T1 9 U . . e. . n l : , . '- - . up . ' an- . . . . a v - - a v , ' , . . I . I I ll O 1 ' I 1 . . . . . . . Any- . . . . . , ' . .. . , . . . , . . . . - I - - n n u n n A - 4 s 1 - Q - . feller you've suspected of carryin' G. N. Then says I: 'I am sorry-very sorry ll I I ' . ' V ' ' .4 , I . . . . . . ' ' ' - . l i - . ' . , . , ' ' I n l QS 1 - 1 - -' . , . . , . , an 1 ' . , ' ' I ll I g 1 1 v -I a - s I u 1 1 ll . I I u s n 1 1 . 1 1 . , , ll . I ll I y I D 1 1 , 1 ' - ' . 1 . I . y ' 1 1 . ' ' l I ' I ' ll I l I I-

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THE L1-zwrs AND CLARK JOURNAL THE SILVER LEGEND D the hulls of wlld Nevada Mud the mountalns of Nevada Lxved a mmer xn hrs cabln Lxved with hrs wlfe and baby With no thought of fear or danger Naught but Indrans for companxona INot a paleface ln the regxon Lived there for a year rn safety Late one night there came a summons Breaking m upon his slumbers And beside his doorway standing Five among the hlghest warnors Straight they stood wlthm the moonlrght Stlll as statutes nn the moonlight And they spoke unto the paleface We have come to take you wlth us On a Joumey through the mountams There to see the Redskms treasure But our fathers oft have told us No paleface shall know the pathway Leading to the Redskins treasure So your eyes must be blindfolded Ere you start upon your way I7 or before the sun has nsen Youll return back to your cabm Redskins he not so believe us Forth 0 er rocks and crags they led htm Over hills and breaks they led hlm Tull at last the blmd was loosened In a cave the paleface standing Saw the Indians sllver treasure All about was masswe sxlver Showing as the torchllghts fhckered All the walls were gllstemng silver And the floor Inland with sllver Long he gazed ln speechless wonder At this mme of nchest treasure Tull they led hum back blindfolded O er the way that he had come As the mommg light was breaklng Ere the sun agam had nsen At hrs cabm door they left hum Wnth his wlfe ln anguish wantmg Wxth her there to tell the story Many months he searched the mountams Looking for the Redskins treasure Then to ard his search he called for Men with compass men of leammg Many years have come ana vamsned And the Indian Race IS shattered INone are lett to tell the pathway And the sllver still IS hidden Stlll lt hes a silver casket Mld the hllls of wild Nevada Alice Wilcox I4 TO THE OLD HIGH SCHOOL To you old school our thoughts tum back As through a vlslon clear We see you as we dnd of old Wnth mem nes ever dear We see your noble arches Your stately tower so tall The wammg of your old tower clock Full many a one dad call Around your picture ever clings The hlstory of its past It tells of joy and gladness For sorrows could not last Ah time has come and gone old school There stands wxthln your plac The heir to your past glory Tis framed by later grace When High School days are over We ln vam suppress a sigh Our thoughts tum to The Lewis and Clark And you old South Side Hugh frma Rice func I4 LIMERICK There was a young fellow named Paul Who was so exceedmgly tall That when has wife kissed htm She found she had mxssed hlm In fact hadn t reached hxm at all Laura Lmdstrum Samba Hello Rastus where IS you gwme? Rastus I amt a gwme nowhar Ise yes been whar I s gwme 28 , . . C , I ' T I . T 1 . . . . ' ' ' ' . . . I . s 4 Q , ' . ' ' . u -nl ' ' I T . . . I . I I Z . u . T . . g . . - . ' v I I ' I I Have no fear that we will harm you . 5 ' v . . : , , . . . ' ' ' - o r ' 2 . v . . . . : ' ' , . . ' I ' , i n . ' l . .. 1 ' 1 U - . . - .. I ' ' . u - n - . o ' ' 0 ' I ' ' I ' fl