Lockport High School - Forum Yearbook (Lockport, NY)

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pened to me, sir, and I accept on one condition-that when I've finished I can pay back every cent. The lawyer was deeply touched. Spoken like a gentleman-and a Rusk, he said. It was the highest compliment he could pay, and Nate, knowing, was glad. Lv ,j LIMERICKS There was a young fellow named Cleaves Who thought he was all legs and sleeves VV hen he rose to recite Sad was his plight For he shivered and shook in the knees. There was an old quirk from Shanghai. Who had a delightful glass eye, It flirted and rolled But soon lost its hold And fell in her mud-puppy pie. There was a young maiden named Jess, She attended the L. H. S. One day she became bored And in English she snorted, The outcome I'll leave you to guess. There was a young girl named Gin VVho decided to go for a spin, But her brakes didn't work And she hit a young Turk, So now she's repenting her sin. T here was a young girl in our school NVho slipped on an old wooden spool She had quite a fall For she's very tall Now she watches her step as a rule. There is a young girl named Gibbs VVhose jokes will tickle your ribs. She tells them so fast, You'd think they'd not last. There's no one as good as her nibs. There is a young girl named Gough At whom not a person could scoff. So we say to you all If for her you don't fall, Then you must be certainly off. Page Twenty-Eiglzt There is a young fellow named Joe Of whom this much we all know: For Janet he fell He's under her spell, But then he himself's not so slow. There is a young girl named Jane. Now this much is all very plain. She has quite a yen For a fellow named Ken, And about her he's really insane. There is a young artist named Dean A better one no one has seen. She draws such odd pictures She'll mix you in mixtures And make you laugh 'til you're green. There is a young girl named Faatz To school every morning she trots. Did she get far With that boy in the car? We know not but we like her lots. There is a young girl named Dot Whom everyone likes quite a lot No one can deny it She's certainly quiet And noisy she's certainly not. There is a young girl named Jean Although she is very serene She seems to disturb A fellow named Herb He thinks she should go on the screen. THE FORVM

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I see there's some mistake, sir, but this young fella' goes by the name of Rusk, like I said-Nate Rusk. His ship docked this mornin', an' as I understand it he had a two weeks leave. He hadnlt been gone more'n half an hour with one 0' his buddies when they brought him back. Been hit by a car. Bruised up bad, but no bones broken. What'll I do with the boy now, sir? He can stay where he is. There's room enough and to spare here. Rusk quent visitor at the law office and dis- played a keen interest in the profession. It had set Rusk thinking. True to his word, he soon broached the subject of Annapolis. Nate was over- joyed but a little skeptical about qualify- ing for an appointment. Rusk reassured him. After all, one's clients, when suf- ficiently important, were frequently use- ful, especially when they happened to be Congressmen. And so it was settled. was recovering rapidly. I'll get in touch with his captain, and I'm obliged to you for your trouble. No trouble at all, was the cheery response. Good luck to you both, sir. In a moment, he and his speechless as- sistant had picked up the stretcher and left. Against the d0ctor's protests, jim had told the whole story the following day and insisted upon sending a message to Nate.- I have been hurt and am at your home. COINS here as soon as you canf' As soon as you can was three weeks F UTILITY H ELEN GEBBIE, '34 I fancied that God .mill to mc- I give tlzrf world to yon. Do 'zciitlz it aryon will. I tools the world. I felt no great .vzzrjwlsc at such a gift. I built a nziglzty mansion ofuerlooleing all the town, And 11010 I own three nzansions, earlz Its prrrdcccssorls ftccr. I have my mrs, my clogs, I have A l1'Zl11dl'Cll servants, yet I almost wish I lzcm' cz son to take tlze world when I am. gone. boys. But Nate was not completely self- ab- sorbed - W h a t would become of jim? This smiling, dependable fellow - this almost brother. R u s k solved the problem. ' ' I l v e b e e n watching the boyf' he said slowly, and he's a born lawyer. A few years at Harvard and some practic- al experience, and he'll be ready to carry on the prac- tice. He gazed affectionately at his tall, bronzed son. I'm going to be proud of my You're a prince, father, exclaimed Nate impulsively. Let's tell him now. later, and Nate, taller, browner, hand- somer, had come back to find his father ready to listen, anxious to help. The old Rusk would have been out- raged at the exchange of names, but now, with a smile, he simply said, You young fellows have been pretty lucky, I'd say. You could have had a good deal of troubles after changing those names. And he clapped each fondly on the hack. During his stay, jim had been a fre- THE FORVM jim was overcome for a moment. I . .I canlt tell you how much I. .you see nobody has ever given me a second thought before. And then, you've been so fine that I .... His voice broke. None of that, boy, none of that. Now what do you say to this Harvard propo- sition ? Rusk, the new Rusk, could not conceal his eagerness. VVith his brilliant smile Jim replied, It's the greatest thing that's ever hap- Pagc Twenty-Seven

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HI, SILVER LAKE LORAINE E. STEADMAN, '34 lCharacters: Mrs. Smith, middle aged 'ZQ'0111l'l1I. Bob, her son, about twenty years old. Mary, her .seventeen year old daughter. Ruth, lllary's friend. Young man. Lady. Scene: Small living room and dining room rombined. The table is set for lunch. lllrs. Smith is seated at a small table, seiving. Enter Bob.1 BOB-Hello Mom! Gee, I'm hungry. Got anything good for lunch? Cthrows hat on a chairj MRS.-VVell, son, wait and see. BOB-fdrainaticallyl Wait l Wait l You don't mean to say I've got to wait when I'm hungry enough to eat a bear. MRS.-fplacidlyj Mary hasn't come home yet. BOB-VVhere is she? fsannters aim- lessly about the room Q MRS.-She went over to Mrs. Bab- bett's to take care of the children while Mrs. Babbett went to Buffalo. She's coming home to lunch. BOB-Well, if she doesn't hurry up, she'll have a brother dead from starva- tion. fpicks up a piece of paper from a small tablej What's all this figuring about? MRs.-Oh, that's Mary's. She was figuring up our finances, trying to find S10 to go to Silver Lake with. You know her bunch are going, and she can go easily for S10. But I told her I just couldn't find even five extra dollars. fsighsj Poor girl. She loves it there so much. This will be the first time in four years that she will not have gone. BOB-Too bad. Now if I could get a better- Oh I don't suppose I should wish for a better job. I ought to be thankful I've got one. just today Ted and Jim were let off indefinitely. MRS.-Bob! You don't think you'll be let off, do you? THE FOR VM BOB-No telling, Mom. Oh here's Mary. MARY-K enter Maryj Hello every- body! Been waiting for me? Bon-I'll say we have and I'm dead. MARY-Good! Then you won't be able to eat and I can have your share of the tomato bisque. Bon-Like ducks you can! fllflrs. Smith all the time has been putting dishes on the table.j MRs.-- Come, children. Lunch is ready. fall sit down at tablej MRS.-VVhy were you so late, Mary? MARY-I stopped at Louise's house. I forgot it was lunch time. She has two new dresses, for Silver Lake, you know. She finds more excuses to get new clothes than I could in five years. Bos-Huh! If you had the dough her father has, you'd be able to have a new dress every day in the year. MRS.-Well children, we should be thankful we have a home and that Bob has a position. Bos-VVhat's so wonderful about Silver Lake, Sis? MARY-Oh, Bob, it's just lovely. Sil- ver Lake is beautiful. It is an oval shape and usually very, very blue. And rolling hills in the- Borz-fmockinglyj And the beautiful blue sky over head, with here and there a fleecy cloud. And angels playing their harps, and- MARY-f laughing Q VVell, it is pretty. BOB-What of that? So are some places along Lake Ontario. MARY--Oh, but it's the Institute, the people you meet, the other Leaguers, you know. And the fun of finding out what other leagues do. BOB-So it's all fun. Well, you can have fun right here at home. Page Twenty-Nine