Lincoln High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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THE CARDINAL Paige twenty Eh? $arreh 1mg nf murzhurg HIS is the tale of the sacred pig of Wurzburg. It is a tale of sadness and of woe. In a year, now long p-ast,.the brave King of Bavaria, with an army of stalwart patriots, was marching to the siege of Frankfort. Now it hap- pened that one black, stormy night the legions lay camped on the skirts of Wurzburg. The howling of the tempests cast a gloom over all. Fires smouldered in the early night; troopers turned in to escape the elements, and even the King was snoring long before his usual time. ' Along toward midnight a little black pig chancedto be wandering near. Guided by the hand of the' gods, perhaps, perhaps by theisavor of the grub, he sauntered through the slumbering camp answering with a begrudged grunt when accidentally Challenged by an over vigi- lant sentinel. Nearing the Kings tent, and seeing the chance of a lifetime, he entered to pay his respects to royalty, as behoo'ved all good Dutchmen. He was having rather a gay time pilfering the Kings pockets when he accidentally jabbed his foot into the wide opened mouth of his snoring Majesty. The King was a bit surprised, to tell the truth, thinking that the enemy had pierced him through. Jumping to his feet, he began p-arrying with his assailant. Itwas a moment or so before his eyes became accustomed to the dark. When he beheld little piggy grunting among his bedclothes, he roared with anger and ' vowed revenge. Seizing a cutlass, he hurled himself upon the enemy. Aroused by the squealing of the pig and the raging 0f the King, the entire camp was rushing to the scene of the encounter. Too late, alas! too late! For the pig was somewhat of a soldier himself. After re- treating and countermarching several times, the dodged under the legs of the King and out through the door of the tent. Furious at the maneuver, His Majesty dashed in pursuit. But 10! No more had he stepped beyond the opening than an awful Hash lit up the sky and a bolt of lightning demolished the regal can- vas. The King fell on his knees in awe and swore the gods were just and they all blessed the pig that saved the King of Bavaria. - i . In the morn, under a heavy escort of Blue Blood, Kickenspichen- nickel t1. .e., piggyy was brought into the city of Wurzburg. A royal proclamation declared him sacred. The freedom of the City was his through the rest of his natural life. . Any citizen speaking aught but kindness of him should be banished from Bavaria. Woe unto the cul- prit that injured a hair of his head; woe unto Wurzburg if the man- date were not obeyed! .The Elders assembled and voted a princely sum for the immediate erection of a magnificent pigsty for His Highness Kickenspichennickel. Groorns, stewards and servants were provided in profusion All dogs and like c1tizens were driven from the city. . .IM . ayusawapiww f' '9 '1. 1551'; 'd. The entrances to all. :1 m k' kit Hf nu mm b? i 1341? VTIHQ ' n: r. M GFW'I r1332! m vnm l mmw MM u tan; 5: W3 1!. funny: t:- M pg: 1:75 3H: m 9.. 3k an: :2 am. my win: insatg-mw u 351' 3mm a in m :5 ? 3' 5 Mag .3! lmzh '3 I a an. i543 '3 bi 9m Iitnm'i'l Lumen! A2! 3,- h Ii .. , s...

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, .za-n-ax mm x: x x; --- -:.1.uu-; .mxzr -wua-mmnm .u. THE C A RDI N A L Page twen ty-two A special ambassador of the Grand Armee .was dispatched to Ber- lin to negotiate with the powers that be. H15 Jonrney lay throngh Wurzburg. Of course, the honest burghers entertamed the Monsmur the Duke in a manner beiitting such a famous personage. :fhey gave him entertainments and balls and banquets, and, well satlshed w1th themselves, at twelve-twenty they put him to berl in the Regal Cham- bers. All night, or at least the better part of it, the honest fellows were shaking hands and congratulating themselves on such a stroke of fortune as had allowed them to entertain Monsieur the Duke. Would not even Berlin be envious of proud Wurzburg? So ran their thoughts unti1- In the wee smai hours of morn, Sir Kicken, probably a bit jealous of the Ambassador, entered his spacious chamber and began to inspect the lavish equipment of the Frenchman. Wigs, powders and per- fumes he evidently had little use for, but when he found the snuff box he decided it was time to investigate. Thrusting his snoot t0 the bot- tom, he took a full, quick breath. Instantly the room was in an up roar. Poor Kickenskichennickel, forgetting the dignity of his royal blood, dashed blindly about, wheezing, choking and grunting with all the force of his lungs. Monsieur the Duke was just dancing in dreams the last waltz with Mademoiselle tsuch a lovely comple-ectiony when the catastrophe occurred. Wild with fright, he jumped from the bed, across the room and hurled himself through the window to his death. All Wurzburg was excited next morn. The honest burghers wrung their hands in sorrow; but what could they do? They would beg Monsieur the, Dukes pardon only he were not able to accept at present. While the town was hourly awaiting the arrival of the avenging army, po-or Sir Kicken, sacred from the majesty of the law, chanced to stroll under a scaffold where some workingmen were engaged. A brick fell taccidentally 0f coursel, just missing the royal head of His Highness. When the people saw that the laborers were unpunished by the Elders because llit was evidently an accident? they perceived a golden opportunity. Accidents of all character began to take place at an astonishing rate. Hammers, saws, and timbers crashed down from the buildings. Teams ran away, and several huge dogs accidente ally tof coursel broke loose. By some cast of fate Kickenspichen- niekel always happened to be directly in the path of these accidents. With good luck and artful dodging he remained unscathed excepting for a coat of paint received from a falling bucket. Abo.ut two dclock, the unusual excitement became so great that he sulkily retired to the basement of the Good Mayor. He was in the act of curling up for a nap when his wicked little eye discovered a small vat of .Old Port which the Mayor had tapped for Monsieur the Duke. Havmg been bred to the ways of a gentleman he decided to keep up hlS reputation. The edge of the vat was just a wee bit too :1; . W - ,j grew . w:lwt3qu3 1mik i t h 4 rm-x.Aag;ua;.-V.-.Hzg