Lincoln High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Portland, OR)

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ulnnm IK'M well M m I IN in the R P5 ! Hi i! when, pruhahlv a b' ; clmmlu-r and be i .. mm- mm? .,.. pmxders an' n lmi hc l'uund the sat hrustmg hi; snoottot nth the rmm wasinz tmu lilt' dignitv oihis' inking and gnintinguf .c mus JIM dancingint I l: nu-ly cnmplc-ectiom right, he jumped iris .' lhrnugh the window: :11. um, The honest bar. ruuM they do? Thfh K' ht yrc nut able 10 3CCi the arrival uf them: umji-xty mi the lamb; urkingnu-n were engagg iiHilI: the royal headlif u- lalmrvre were unpllf! n :In'ich-nt, they pm? usirm'u-r lx-gan to take: . uml timhcrs crashed ; ! wu-rul huge dogsaft vast nf fau- KickmSRI; tlu- path ..1' theseacff m:niml unscathed W, lg iulchcl. 3i 'tlu'll! lx-czunc SO greet HNNi Xiianf. iic'iwr . .- dISCOW sin'li illlh' 99 Ha? ml IIII'W' M Bioiiiidz .1 gentleman. hL eebi Lu um le 3 ii nge twenyty-t'hrele TH E C A RDI N A L hhn - llcls. and This high for piggy, but with a good jump he cleared the barrier and fell e'Mt sprawling into the wine. Unluckily his short legs could not quite touch bottom, so there was nothing to do but drink tili they did. In a few minutes he reached bottom all right; but poor Kickenspichennickel was swelled up till he well nigh stuck in the vat. His head began to swim and his eyes to blur. He was a badly drunk pig. By some strange maneuver, he tipped himself out of the vat and waddled a into the street. The worthy citizens were truly shocked at his tipsy oei appearance. He swaggered along the thoroughfareias proud as you TI please until he had the whole population at his heels. Then with haughty mein he bore his way to the river bank. Here, in view of all the townspeople, he danced a j ig on his hind legs, then reversing it he danced it again on his fore legs. Squealing in glee, he executed a someirsault and sank in the waters of the Main. Let me sing for Iim a King. Who cares for Monsieur the Duke? I took his snuff and live had enough So hereis t0 Monsieur the Duke! EARL PEARCY. 501119 ignnhnn T HE Hoodoo fdllows the pitcher All the livelong day; The Hoodoo sticks with the catcher And you can't drive him away; The Hoodoo loafs at first base And breaks up every play; The Hoodoo is at second Armd threatens there to stay; The Hoodoo gets the shortstOp And queers him every day; The Hoodoo always visits third As he travels on his way; The Hoodoo visits the outfield And takes the ball away; The Hoodoo gets our batting eye And we can't hit that day; The Hoodoo spoils our base running And we are slow, they say; The Hoodoo has followed us for months But he has had his day; The Hoodoois been sent to Seattle And up there it must stay. BEPPO, i08.

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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

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THE CARDINAL Paige fwenty-four In those verbal seasons of the year When the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injuiry against Nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing With heaven and earth. -Milton WHY THE NEW YEAR should begin in mid-winter is beyond our ken. N ature has not decreed it, science does not require it, the imagination can neither comprehend it nor reconcile it with the season. If any; . ' time of the ear ever is new, if nature and life itsel th Qenhag ever take onya new interest, it is at this time of the $11111? year, when nature shyly presents her new foliage, when f $prmg the gentle impress of a kiss from old Sol wakes one in the morn, and the chirping of feathered songsters greets the wakening senses. ' Would you have a taste of real living? Then rise on such a morn- - ing when the clock strikes half-past live, don a few loose-litting gar- ments, then get into. the open and run a mile or walk two or ride live. Let the long cool shadows soothe you, let the crisp morning air till the lungs and set every fibre of your body quivering with its life-giving elements, let the songs of the birds get into your heart. Such an ex- cursion followed by a hasty Sponging and Vigorous toweling will quicken the blood, clear the mind, give new strength and one to break the nightis fast with new pleasure. A new joy will seize you, the athletes zest for the race will possess you. You have sipped of the elixer of life. Then if ever will you feel that the year is new, that ' llThe yeafs at the spring, Ahd' days at the mom? that ' Godis in his heaveh-e Allts right with the worldlii HNEW LIFE? lllongevity? ilperpetual youth? ttelixer of lifefl these are charmed words that have ever been good to roll on the tongue. H ! il' mu v , . I -r 3' $ i .. A ,1, WW Mf'n' an .M .mu '3th ' r' 2.3,; gi'lli. M ' 3r? twp n' s alv- tit! MN. I '1 in gram 2: 1M mm AnmnW' m II wnwm d M xnfmzrl rah emmhdhgg mWWh um: