Lincoln Junior High School - Panthers Lair Yearbook (Orem, UT)

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Science Can Be Interesting by Dyann Dyer On Tuesday, November 17, the ninth grade science classes under the-supervision of Mr. Calder and Mr. Oiler, went on a field trip to the Brigham Young University. We saw many interesting things and learned a lot too. One of the highlights of our trip was the sound room in the Carl F. Eyring Physical Science Building. This room has thick cement walls with a fiberglass outer covering so it has no actual contact with the earth. We were told that if a person stayed in this room for twenty-four hours the beating of his heart would become so loud it would become unbearable because there would be no 'place for the sound to go. We also visited the stream table room, the family living center, and the telephone exchange. We were given a lecture in the Planetarium by one of the university students. The lecture proved a fine conclusion to the interesting and enjoyable trip. We truly learned that scieice can be interesting. A My Thoughts by Janet Compton ,;l Now as I sit here today, All of my thoughts begin to stray, Yes all of my thought begins to roam, Trying to make up some little poem. I always have a terrible time, Trying to make so many words rhyme, But I'll try because its all T can do, Until this queer little poem is through. Winter Time by Sharon Ericksen Why is it that it's so very col: When winter rolls around Is it cause the old man wind Is mad at us on the ground? q; is it'cause The mean old thing Doesn't like to hear The birds all sing? Or could it be That he can't see The beauty of The spring?

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The Ocean Grave by Doyal Stewart After World War I, I had tried several occupa- tions but they had all failed. Finally, I ended up selling pencils at the street corner. During this time I had picked up a bad habit. This was using narcotics. My income had not allowed me to live in a fancy home as you could see, but a shack down by the river that I shared with a friend, Buddy Black. Buddy Black was as bad off as I. He worked for the city and his job consisted of putting dead, unidentified people in steel caskets and then putting them aboard a barge that would take them out to the ocean where they would dump them off. One day while I was working at the corner sell- ing pencils, a woman dressed in a dark dress and mink stole came by and said she would like to see me after work behind a large hotel on Center Street. I found out that her name was Mrs. Ann Drake. After work I went to the given place and one hour later she drove up in a foreign car and told me to hop in. As we drove along; she said that she knew I was a dope addict and then she said that she had taken out a two hundred thousand dollar insurance policy on her hus- band, and if I would get him out of the way I would get ten thousand dollars and a good supply of opium. I did not want to go along with the plan, but I could not overcome that terrible, weird, unbearable feeling that I had without some kind of narcotic. She told me that I could kill him any way I wanted as long as it looked as though it was an accident. She said she was leaving for Europe so it would not look like she had anything to do with it. That night when I went to bed I must have talkv ed about the plan for killing Mr. Drake because in the morning Buddy said he would turn me over to the police if I did not give him half the profit. I thought it over, and thought five thousand was too much to give to him and five thousand dollars was not enought for me, so I would have to get rid of him. I told Buddy that he would have to have a steel casket ready for Mr. Drake and put him aboard the barge . I then arranged for Mr. Drake to meet me at Pier 19. I told him that I had a message that he would be interested in. I hid behind a small shack down by Pier 19 and waited for hours. It was a bright night; the moon was full and some dark black clouds hung low. It was so quiet, but the stillness was broken by the sound of footsteps coming toward the pier. Suddenly, I could see his figure; I picked up a heavy wrench and waited. As he drew near, I took the wrench and threw it as hard as I could. It soared through the air and smashed on his head and he fell limp and lifeless. Then Buddy appeared with the steel casket and as we put the corpse in the casket, I thought what a horrible fate. We then put the steel casket aboard the barge and left. Buddy got panicky and wanted to know where the money was, and I told him that it was coming by mail. The next day the money came along with my supply of narcotics. That day the newspaper said that an unident- ified body had been identified and that the relatives of the Victim had wanted to give her a good funeral. But while looking for the corpse in the steel cas- kets, on the barge, they had found the murder Victim, Mr. Drake, and the murder weapon and were looking for the person that had finger prints like the ones found on the murder weapon. Buddy became angry and came after me with a knife so I shot him, but he managed to stab me in the stomach. After he died, I threw him in the river. I got in my car and fled to an old shack, but by this time the police knew I was the killer of Mr. Drake, and after finding Buddy's body they knew I had committed two murders. On my way to the shack, a patrol car had spotted my car and license plate, and was after me. I got to the shack and it was only minutes until the shack was surrounded by policemen and they called for me to come out. My stomach was really bleeding now. I felt so hot and my heart felt as though it was about to burst. I felt faint and I fell down on the floor. I felt so weak so very, verv weak and my feet and hands were feeling the cold tinges of death. Just then the police broke in but I knew that I would not pay for the two murders by being imprisioned for life.

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